I want to say something. I want to say something to you, The ambiguous one, hiding under smiles And good times.
I WANT to say something to you, No long game, or gun to my head. I want TO SAY something to you, More than a nod or a double take. I want to say SOMETHING to you, Anything...everything. I want to say something TO YOU, Because you mean something to me.
I want to whisper the secrets of the universe, and tales of my son, to you. I want to tell you about the governing laws of nature, and of the grace that covers them, so you know. I want to sing the chorus of the crickets, and of the joy that comes in this morning, for you.
I want to say something to you. So you know, for you, I am speaking. I am, saying something.
And they are hung for me to see Their tattered, filthy state.
All I have are these rags, Which I try and use to cover my shame. The shame I've accumulated by simply existing within my own skin.
All I have are these rags, but To be without Is all I want.
To be in Your embrace Is the longing of my heart To feel Your heartbeat Is the cry of my soul.
To rest in You as You delight in me Is to drop these rags and to cling to You. To hear Your voice Is for me "let it go" And embrace the repeating redundancy of Your words.
To be cool Is to be a child, comfortable as me To be sweg Is to be So Wrapped en Grace To be here in this place Is to say, "no te olvides de mi" and hear You say You never will.
To be Is to take this one baby step at a time while I look at the cotton candy in the sky.
Hi everybody! As you may have noticed, I haven't been posting as regularly as before. This is because of school, and things will probably continue to be this way. I hope that you do enjoy what all I do post.