A brave morning Thoughts flap their wings and fly And I can still taste Defeat on my lips Bright tie, fish fly I have not yet arrived How can I not admit
In winter when the air gets cold And breathing causes white ghosts to appear They light up the city with Christmas trees And strings that hang across
Rejoice my soul how long will you wait Rejoice my soul how long will you fear I long to touch your face May I Jesus I hope you're coming back soon
How will I drink from that stream How will my heart sing your praise How will I lay down in green grass fields When my soul is so afraid to Rejoice.
I wish you could put your ear up to my heart And hear how much I love you I still dream of December Dancing together with rings on our fingers And the
The sun fell down again last night on my anger The sun fell down again last night on frustration And on my spite And I didn't even cry I didn't even
And happiness is just a dream or so it seems It's something that I can never see And I just want to lay my head in your arms And bleed awhile Sunshine
It's been so long since I've been by myself And I need this more than you will ever know People like you and me never felt the breeze People like you
Butterfly kissing you by the river where it started Sandy strands of dishwater hair And raspy whispers of cotton-picked fields Off-white, under dry wind
mineral and sea The holding of the bones, of the treasured Allows us to peel, somewhat insightful Of course it should be with due respect For after all, we are all mineral
You woke me up in the morning To say, "He is risen." And I replied with a smile, "He is risen indeed." And somehow you always leave the room Alive with
There I was, fourteen spinning With my arms out like a scarecrow Walking down Monroe to the park Dancing up Madison With my eyes closed your feet Sounding
And always there is a picture of you and her Coming home happy from a vacation on the seas And you looked like a sailor With a tattoo of an anchor on
Summer unfolded like a tapestry And you were there as you have always been There glowing where the sky meets with the trees Air softly crowing, singing
Will you come and what will I say Oh I have been so distant and unhappy Like I could disappear When I was a boy I saw things That no one else could see
How will I drink from that stream How will my heart sing your praise How will I lay down in green grass fields When my soul is so afraid to Rejoice
The humble and righteous and meek Are teaching me who's will to seek But who really knows how to speak About these things Questions of where can he go