| THE DUST WILL SETTLE DOWN The dust will settle down, the dust will settle down around me. And you'll follow me home some night, and I'll let you in my life. I was not ready for this, I was not ready to know. But I'll tell you one thing, yes I'll tell you something, now that I'm here I can never let go. I've been thinking bout leaving, heading west-bound on a train in search of new seasons, a particular Fall, and the rest of it all - I want to shead this layer of insecurity. And I will someday, learn to let it go. And I will, someday, I will have it all. What's keeping me here is nothing but the fear of the unknown. The risk worth taking, for goodness sakes it's keeping me home, keeping me home. But, my future's worth bending, worth breaking all my brittle bones. I keep thinking to myself - Is it better to live safely and to never have known anything else? Or anything else? Well no one wants to be alone, but no one wants to leave a home like this. And I will someday, learn to let it go. And I will, someday, I will have it all MAKE IT OUT ALIVE Something's got me crying, got me laughing at you. And some nights when I'm sleeping, I am weeping for you - for you. It's not that, that I miss you, it's just that I've never seen this side of you before. So I step back for the wider view, and I see now I've never seen a side of you that's real before - before. And I don't know if I can see the light I've been walking all through the night. But if I try ten thousand times, I just might make it out alive, and they'll see.. I don't know if I can see the light, I've been walking all through the night. But if I try ten thousand times, I just might make it out alive, and they'll say... SIRENS With the black moon in October sky, and the twilight's turned this black to white. And the haze is gone, and you've come around, and the color is making its way back into our lives. It's strange the way our feelings go. They send us far away, and then they call us home, well, when we're out to sea, the Sirens scream, it seems like everything is trying to make me forget about home. With the white lights and the camera's eye, no one's watching and they don't konw that the you found the meaning to life. And they want to know how the story goes, what the words and the melodies add up to mean. Well they can't see through the layers you built up to break down the space that's left in your heart. And they want to know why you sit alone. And silence pays tribute to all that's lost. I believe in you so much, but I've got no faith in myself. . SURVIVE ON YOUR OWN Sometimes it's tempting to cut the people out of your life who cut you down, just cut 'em out, sharpen the knife. Without a second glance, you walk away, and take a chance - leave them in the cold to survive on their own, to survive, to survive, to survive. I can't remember the last time I received a call that was not incited, phone in hand you can't deny it. If you would reather blown me down with gusts of ice, well go ahead, just go ahead, it only fuels my fire to survive, to survive, to survive. If you can honestly say you don't know how things have changeed, well I've never been healthy, but you're the one wh's insane. If you can honestly say you don't know how things have changed, well, I've never been healthy, but you're the one who's insane. And there's Jesus on the wall and the boxes in the hall, and they're saying I'm not staying. And the photographs are gone, the doors locked the curtains drawn, and I'm saying, I'm not staying. If you can honestly say you don't know how things have changed, well I've never been healthy, but you're the one who's insane. SMOKE AND WAX The blue-prints of a sullen story told without the end, the binding's broken and the cover's ripping out again. The second ending's lost its glory, read it like it's new. Treat me like you never knew me, see me like you see right through me...always, always alone. I'm scattered as the smoke, and melting as the wax. My hope's holding out again as the candle burns at both ends. The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, they lift me up and drink a toast to the likely story that I'll tellyou when I'm through. Everyday is getting better, every inch of skin is redder, as the blood flows to my face and every actor takes his place. Don't go, just stay with me until the end, we'll talk of dreams and talk of faith and how the rest just love to hate. Well, stay near, the distance doesn't seem so good when all the good it does for me is make me see how it would be alone...always, always alone. I'm scattered as the smoke, and melting as the wax. My hope's holding out again as the candle burns at both ends. It's a chasing after wind, everything is meaningless, meaningless again. |
| TAKE MY HEART AWAY This world is full of substitutions, movies and the noise pollution of my radio tuning in and out. And maybe if I took the time and honesty my closing lines would be something new, something to hold onto. The fluctuating circumstances have me reeling and my chance is fading out, I'm waiting out, I'm running out of time. And I'm running out of time, and I'm running out of road, and I've been waiting for the stars to come and bail me out, but you know I'm hanging on and my heart won't let go. Every burning star is faking, everyone is celebrating something else for someone else. and everyone is missing out on the one thing it's all about. You're not alone, you're not alone. And you're running out of time, and you're running out of road, and you've been waiting for the stars to come and bail you out, but you know you're hanging on and you're heart won't let go. Baby, baby - you're gonna have to save me, save me from this mess I've made of me, my bad dreams and memories. Oh baby, baby - you're gonna have to save me, save me - teach me how to let it go, let it go, let it go and get me through the night. There's no more decision making, I'm just left here hesitating. There's no need for understanding, retreat and abort demanding. And I pray that you would take my heart away. ALL IT TAKES I wonder what's out there for me. And I know that you're right here with me. I sit alone in your presence, awestruck by forgiveness, by your glory. I lie in safety in your arms, green pastures tumbling down, to meet me where I am. And all it takes is one step of faith for me to get to you. The water always looks like glass from the diving board, and I don't want to shatter. But waves of consciousness give way to the current of my faith, born of desparation. And as the board begins to bend, and I begin to break, I sink into the breakdown of your water. And it cradles me, you break my fall, this saturation is all I need. LETTERS TO BURN I burned all my letters in the backyard tonight. Said goodbye to the past and hello to the light. You know the street lamps don't say much when you're around, but now that you're gone they're making such a beautiful sound, you know they're making such a beautiful sound. Jeremiah was reluctant to go. he said "I'd rather not say, and I'd rather never known." But your word flamed up like a fire in his heart, he had a fire in his bones. And I've got a lot of time, a lot of time to clear my mind, and I've got a lot to learn. But not a lot of letters to burn. And I've got to make myself at home at some point, or I'll never get myself back again. WAVING WHITE FLAGS Sometimes I just need a little time to myself, and my wounds need a little more time to heal. You with your high expectations and demands, sit back in your chair with your folded hands. Well I'm tired of hiding behind my pride, tired of locking you up inside, tired I'm waving white flags, I surrender. I'm tired and I just need some rest. We all blame each other, we all point our fingers. But we never take a single good look in the mirror. We're fighting, we're fighting for rights to ourselves, but we're losing this battle, and we're losing it well. And I'm tired of hiding behind my pride, tired of locking you up inside, tired I'm waving white flags, I surrender. I'm tired and I just need some rest. I'm not waving my fists, not waving my guns, I'm waving white flags, waving white flags. Desperate to calm, and continue on to the pastures that wait to cradle me in the green woven afghan of your unfolding hands that hold me and keep me from all that I am. I die to myself, to this world, my desire that burns me down like the ash under fire. Lying with coal like the lifeless dark eyes of the drowsy old has been who once was, and once died. I burn, yes, I burn, as I stand here decided. Strengthened by weakness, my darkness ignited. I'm waving white flags. |
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