Sometimes Home Gets Redefined

Sleep is coming back more naturally now, actual rest in this body
The zombie eyes are fleeing as antibiotics fighting a virus,
and it's a blessing to share our bed again every night
No more trying to make the day-sleep work somehow
Pangs of guilt flow a bit as I focus on one being two

And I think of my grandmother alone in her house for the first time
"It's the first time I've lived alone my whole life," she said
And I wonder why can't this future have those imaginative travel options
We could make it down to her house in just a few seconds
Maybe this Spring before Texas cranks up it's normal heat wave
Spend a few hours in her backyard with cups of coffee and maybe something sweet she made
Just to remind her we love her, and love will keep hurtling onward after all of this ends

And I have to say I feel a little at unease, feeling the earth groan underneath our feet
It's like living in the same house your whole life and it suddenly not feeling like home
If there's nothing more, then why do so many of us feel this way?
When you say "It's not supposed to be like this," I cannot help but agree

Do we really believe one day this is all going to change?
Do we ever do anything to get us closer to unveiled eyes?

And I think of my grandmother alone in her house for the first time...

I know it's not over for us all jumping in line in this human race
I think we're ready to take a different path and do this, to love the way You did and do
No matter anything that could possibly throw itself in our way,
there is strength in the misunderstood and marginalized
Everything that seems like the minutiae of a boring life is not as it seems
I promise there is grace in the questions and revived life in the fissures of new earth
The Light continuously flooding throughout the revealed city will change everything

And I think of us all together in Your house for the first time!

See The Forest For The Trees

Some time ago, we both fell on the ground and took a hold of the soil
As we grew, maybe we knew we snuck glances at each other
Wondering if we could ever get across that lonesome distance
After a long time of sleeping, our shuddering hands finally began to mingle
I remember the first time you swayed in the breeze, and I pulled you closer in embrace

Now I've got an idea, and I have a feeling you'll agree
No more sleep, darlin'; our eyes have been closed far too long
Let us wake to this life; pick up our roots and stride
You know they want to hold us back, but they haven't got the fiercest fires to burn us down
They don't understand so we have to hold on to the sturdy strength placed within our frames

Ready is the word we carry now
Steady in the wind we walk through

Dear, Whoever Finds This

We were ready for the journey, had all the proper provisions
The maps and stars were all laid out in our hands
Set sail from that old harbor without looking back

One night after several, a Voice asked us to step out of the boat
For some reason we all felt deep inside it was safe and secure
And you know we walked on water, but a storm rose up in an angry swell,
and we couldn't subside our fear though the Voice said "Fear not!"
Our feet began to buckle, and we couldn't hold onto the wrathful waves
The savage storm drove us into the severe sea on a quick current away from our saving ship

Washed up on this distant shore on a blood red sky morning
Now we can't get these whispering lies from boring their way into our skulls
This place is dark no matter what time of day
Only one pinhole-sized light at the top of a monumental mountain
We've decided to scale the gigantic lion of a peak no matter what comes against
It's the answer out of here, it has to be
Something must be shining in the light there...
on the edge of nowhere

Refracts A Billion Times In The Sun

Self pity gets me nowhere
Just focusing on myself benefits no one
It's like a dying star collapsing into itself when all it wants to do is shine
And I know we all want to shine forever but even the most brilliantly lit stars die

So what do we do in the meantime?
Search out greatness outside of ourselves
Let a little inspired creativity spill out of our bending souls

And I know that we all come to a crossing point in our lives
We can only lie to ourselves so long

The cold Pacific's waves crash over me
She smiles and radiates on the beach
I think it's time to go back

Ocean, wash me 'cause I don't need this
I don't need this
Anymore
My life was never mine

So what do we do in the meantime?
Search out greatness outside of ourselves
Let a little creativity spill out of our bending souls

Pawn Shop Guitar

In honor of National Tell A Story Day, I'm posting a story I texted my girlfriend not too long ago because she was bored at work and asked me to tell a story.

There once was a lonely guitar in a pawn shop down on some urban sprawl corner. No one ever seemed to want this sad old guitar. One day, a boy from a not particularly good neighborhood came and bought the guitar with exact bills and change. It was worried that maybe the boy just wanted to pretend to be a rock star and take it home and smash the guitar.

The boy got home, set up a playing area in his upstairs bedroom, and began to play the most wonderful song. The guitar never felt better and was with the boy as he grew up and toured the world as an indie rock star.

Rebekah Is A Fashionista

There's times where random things go running through my thoughts per happenstance,
and I have to admit I love how fashionable you are on a self-disciplined budget
Thrift stores and credit cards don't mix, and that's a good thing
Now before anyone rushes to judge, I'm no cheap swindler
It's 'cause you're living within your means, and that's sexy, darlin'
I mean no offense, but I'm tired of the artificial and all their material

You're a trend setter, love
And I'm falling for you even more the way your pretty dress falls along your soft shoulders
And I'm sucker for everything...
Yeah I'm a sucker for everything about you

Dormant Volcano

I'm gonna sleep soon, but I don't know when I'm gonna wake up
Inside my body's just a dormant volcano shifting to erupt
I know your heart; I know the struggle
Pushing to depart... unstable knees buckle

Your ever present lack of passion is a disturbing trend
And we all drift along hoping to outlast the end...
We can only be stolen from so much before we break or give in
And the strength of infinite possibility overcomes these accusations

Our throats are still open and our hands filled with everlasting water!
Every time you think you've won, and we've exhaled our last breath,
This blinding dust swirls into flesh, and innocent blood covers our deserved death!

Sons and daughters, there is a light behind a closed door, and all you have to do is knock!
O' my soul, we bend and move pretending we're striding giants tuning out the cry of the rocks!

But remember!
Remember!
Remember...!
Love still remains in a world that wants to forget!