cold weather comes
sliding down that hill
and barges through open doors
like bad news
cold weather flees
in one morning of sun
high in blue sky
it’s gone
like the giants of cities now fallen
giving everbody stories
of the day without smiles
there was a day without smiles
cold weather comes
sliding down that hill
and barges through open doors
like bad news
the leaves are losing color
soon they’ll cover lawns
but without you, it feels like
more than a season is gone
you write me letters
to keep me closer than a memory
i keep them in a notebook
labeled “Ancient History”
i guess i’ve kept my secret
i hope i will forget
i hope you never know
how hard it is to let you go
the sky was clear this morning
no clouds were bringing rain
but everything must change
now i hear the roar of planes
and i’d fly out to see you
if i had anything to say
but i ….i can wait
until your wedding day
kiss me, my darling, before i go
my flight leaves at 8 am
i’ll see you when i get home
i’ll call you from the west coast
and when i say i love you
it’s for always
starting today
hey there, it’s me, from the air
i just called to say…i miss you
i’ll hope that you will be….
happy.
so kiss me, my darling, before i go
i whispered for you this afternoon
i handed a prayer to eager hands
God held it to His ear
smiled, and sent His angels
clouds broke open and showered down
but sunshine found your frown
all the while i thought of you
life will turn around
i’m here for you
no matter what you do
but i can’t fix you
but i can’t fix you
you walk in darkness in search of light
i saw you stumbling, afraid
trusting lies that hold your hand
leading you out of the promised land
so i am a sympathetic ear
telling you what you don’t want to hear
you are lost, yes you’re alone
but there’s no reason to fear
moses was a killer out on the lamb
he stunk of sheep in the desert heat
You came in a flame, the great I AM
and Your holiness washed under his feet
david, he was working out in the fields
while his brothers lined up to be king
You led him to a giant, led him to the throne
to God alone goes the glory
now i see why You choose losers
God, it’s not what i do
if any good be found in me, it’s You
you know peter tried, but got it wrong
he kept making promises he couldn’t keep
You know he denied, and he fell asleep
three 2nd chances, “if you love me, feed my sheep”
gideon, he was weakest – weakest in the land
but you called him to victory
still he had no skill, no steadfast will
to God alone be the glory
i will not call you anymore (because it’s dangerous)
i will not climb a mountain just to try to fly
i promise i won’t look for you to love me
and i will not hate to hear goodbye
if you need me i am here for you (as always)
but if you need well then things are not the same
if you call me, i know the reason is selfish
if you play, i lose the game
we have been the best of friends and enemies
we have been angry and content
we have been nothing but a fantasy
we’ve been words that were never meant
you can go on living like a bumblebee
you can float from flower to flower and sting me
you can test the choices and find me true
you can write off my advice as jealousy
i’m weak to your memory (i can’t hide from it)
i’m hopeless when i try to be just friends
i’m hanging by a thread, share your life with me
i’m not willing to go through this again
i’m not willing to go through this again
i’m not willing to go through this….
i’m struck by the beauty i now see in you
i’ve long ignored the red white and blue
has someone switched you in the night?
i see you new by the dawn’s early light
rubble and reasons that do not stand
life slips out of a grasping hand
planes that turn and terrorize
dry are empty, tearless eyes
we will rebuild
a peace taken by fear
we will rebuild
and we’re still here
under your colors that wave in the wind
we fight in a war we did not begin
a spotlight to shadows, darkness will flee
we bury the brave and we rally the free
over our shoulder we carry you on
we raise you high, plant you on lawns
our sorrow is strong, but so are you
the beautiful red, the white, the blue
written while watching familes searching for the missing after September 11th
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goodnight christy
wherever you are
out chasing falling stars
may God keep you
safe from harm
all wrapped up in His arms
goodnight, goodnight
blue eyes
blond hair
and your skin so fair
beautiful
on your own
but you are not alone
find my hope weak and writhing
begging for a drink
wounded in the battle
‘tween what i feel and what i think
break it, kill it, leave it for dead
it’s too far gone to fantasy
i wish for against reality
i hope for what will never be
i’ve tried to heal and save it
but the wounds have passed straight through
i’m defenseless to the memory
of loving you