04 June 2011

And Sons

Serve God, love me, and mend.
i believe in things most people do not
and while i am often unsure
about those things i am certain
this is the dichotomy
the beat hits
one and three
This is not the end.
you're the one i want to tell
all my nonsense to
you're the one i want to watch
the world change with
you're the one i want to hear
the truth from everytime
careful now
i might just trip over
Live unbruised we are friends.
glasses on the table
vibrating from the drums
i'm one for sand between my toes
it was the strangest moment of clarity
i'll laugh at just about anything
i'll only ever regret
the things that i can't ever smile about
so i try to make them few
if any
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
don't mistake my quiet for silence
oh silent mistake
i'd paint you with my words
if i wanted to
but i think i'll leave them
for a sunnier day and a brighter disposition
Sigh no more, no more.
oh i won't beg
but i will beseech
if i feel the tide is grazing my lips
pushing higher and higher
until the waves roll over upon my tongue
this is the moment
i remember
i'll always remember
One foot in sea, one on shore.
there was a man
on the street in barcelona
what a funny place for him to stand
just there in the median
without a sign or a hat
without a rhyme or a beat
yet there was a reason
unforseen in the mediocraty of his demeanor
My heart was never pure
it was that man
he knew me without a name
i was without words or hope
and he knew me better
than the closest friend i've ever known
this is that moment
of clarity
you'll know it when it hits you
And you know me and you know me.
i don't love you
so don't ask me to
maybe someday
when i can better see the stars
from where i'm standing
i am apparently not as transparent
as i think i am
And man is a giddy thing oh man is a giddy thing
it's dark outside
but i'm inside your warmth
despite the distance
without the knowledge of the future
rehab of desire
and we're back at square one
or something?
Oh man is a giddy thing oh man is a giddy thing.
trust is a bit of a grey area
and i don't speak well
it makes for a fun game of hideandseek
crop circles in the carpet
and everything meant in that
i have no idea what the future holds
but i think that's why i believe in God
i'll sing upper harmony with you
i'll sing upper harmony
Love, it will not betray you, dismay or enslave you
i won't ever say something for your benefit
being honest as i may
but i might not say it
and aren't those the same thing
hearts are easily cut out of paper
it's harder to give them dimensions
and once you do
it's hard to remember
each of the chambers you put things in
It will set you free.
lost
reward of unparalleled unconditonal if found
but then the question remains
is it something you actually want
my answer is yes
at least i think it is
but i don't worry nearly as much
as i most likely should
Be more like the man you were made to be.
i've got my head in the clouds
my feet in the water
and both hands clinging to the trees
i am always more than willing
to play in the dirt
just don't mistake me
for being grounded
i am still working on staying still
There is a design
i'll write it on your back
between the thread
i'll say "thank you
i am glad of you
and i hope you know
all you mean to me"
there is more i have to say
i'm sure
but i'm not ready yet
An alignment to cry
i can place the sunshine in my hair
and it makes my eyes so green
i'll never settle for less
than exactly what God has for me
i am standing
i'm just not sure if it's still
i am waiting
i'm just not sure if it's patiently
the music slows down
when life speeds up
dichotomy
Of my heart to see
there is a line
the question now
is whether it'll catch anything
i'm down by the river
rocky shores
and poor misunderstanding
under a bridge
over the water
this is where life happens
where are you in it
The beauty of love as it was made to be.
the truth is this
i don't know
i cannot know
but this is more than
well
more than i ever knew
i've never been one for expectations
but mayhaps
this will be the exception

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