I'll tell you about the night...
Posted by Scatterfingers , Wednesday, May 11, 2005 5/11/2005 02:00:00 PM
There's something that needs to be said, as if any tongue could hold back from saying it. In my oblique way, I do it. Here, I've written a song. It includes what one might call "hope" - and as some of you seem to believe, I have none of it. Untrue of course, but that hope seems to inspire my worst works of art. Except tonight: I wrote an unfinished song, incomplete because I simply had no more words.
When you have lost it all,
and every breath seem like a fresh demise, don't let go.
You can buy time with the diamonds in your eyes, I know.
You are not so lost as you might believe.
And when you have gained it all,
and every minute wrings a new suprise, maybe smile
in the aftershock of beauty build on sand. Wait a while.
You were not so lost as you once believed.
Come on, come on, wake up, it's so beautiful.
The stories in my pocket tell of the best times,
and it's so good to be alive.
Come on, come on, he gives and he takes away,
beauty for ashes - joy for tears.
It's so good to be alive.
I'll tell you about the afternoon I had yesterday,
when spring came to life and blew this old heart away,
and it said blessed be his name forevermore.
I'll tell you about the night I had yesterday
when prayer flared to life and blazed like the break of day,
and it said blessed be his name forevermore.
And that's it - pearls burying sand, beauty from ashes - motes dancing in the breath of a Creator and Recreator. Joy for sorrows, with interest. B0rked hearts patched. The stuff of life, no?
Beautiful Daniel. Really.