Lyrics


Tryin’

I’ve been tryin to run but I couldn’t find my footsteps

I’ve been tryin to weigh my options but I couldn’t find no scales

I’ve been tryin to fly but the wings that I bought they would not open

So I’ve been tryin to fall but I couldn’t remember which way was down

yeah, yeah

I’ve been tryin to climb but I couldn’t find no mountains

I’ve been tryin to see but the light from the flames was way too bright

So I’ve been tryin to call but my lungs they were tired and my cords they were broken

I’ve been tryin to leave but I couldn’t find my way to the door

yeah, yeah

Why are my feet stuck

To the place where I am standing

When all I want to do

Is get to where I’m going

Then you opened the door you are the door in which I’m living

Then you called out my name and I coughed up the water from my lungs

Then you showed me the path you are the path my feet are treading

Then you opened my eyes and I’m blinded by a light I thought I knew


Anytime

Where do I turn

How do I navigate

I spent a lifetime searching for love but got lost somewhere along the way

Questions about my heart

And all I ever thought I knew

Missteps and mistakes the wrong turns that I take leave me feeling further from you

Anytime that I come running after

Anytime I call out your name

Anytime that I hear laughter

I know you’re not far away

Well I set out on a narrow way

But wound up in the desert place

I put my ear to the ground for the familiar sound

hoping I would hear you say

Anytime that I come running after

Anytime I call out your name

Anytime that I hear laughter

I know you’re not far away

And I found treasures in the silence

That I could never find in your word

And I found questions in all the answers I overturned


The Ballad (I’m Ready to Die)

I was born beneath the magnolia tree

With the moon in my eyes and with dust on my feet

And the taste of the raven’s breath on my tongue

My warm wet body was wrapped in the scraps of a quilt

From my grandmother’s bed

And my sisters have said they laid me aside

As my poor mother cried

I’m ready to die

Yeah I’m ready to die

Cut the strings from my heart

Cause I’m ready to fly

I used to cry in the dark

But now I’m guided by light

So cut the strings from my heart

Cause I’m ready to die

Well all I had to my name was my name,

my dreams and the wind at my back as I walked

down the center of town toward the distant call

of a renegade train

And as she slowed toward the outskirts of town

My soles clicked the tracks as my hands wrapped around

the merciless steel that I’d seen as a child

that had hollered my name

Are you ready to die

Yeah I’m ready to die

Cut the strings from my heart

Cause I’m ready to fly

I used to run in the dark

But now I’m blinded by light

So cut the strings from my heart

cause I’m ready to die

Well sister sun was shining a light

that was fading my dreams that used to burn bright

and was burning a hole, like a young cigarette, through my paper-thin soul

And brother moon was singing a song

the train was praying a dirge, and our lives came undone

like the seams of a quilt,

weary bones heard their words

and so they sang along

We’re ready to die

Yeah we’re ready to die

Cut the strings from our hearts

Cause we’re ready to fly

We used to burn in the dark

Now we’re burning with light

So cut the strings from our heart

Cause we’re ready to die

I was born again beneath the shade of a tree

with a woman beside, the pearl of my youth

with a voice on the wind like the wings of a dove

And in her voice there echoed a train

And the innocent rain that fell from her lips

as she whispered a kiss

that felt like a quilt

I heard my heart sing

I’m ready to die

yeah I’m ready to die

Cut the strings from my heart

Cause I’m ready to fly

I used to cry in the dark

But now I’m guided by light

I was your’s from the start

So I’m ready to die


Child

I know that there were days

You thought you’d never make it through the pouring rain

And I heard that there were nights

You couldn’t make peace with the starry skies

Yeah, I know that there were times

You had the words in order, they just wouldn’t rhyme

And I’ve seen the fiery darts

Flying through the air and toward your wounded heart

But there’s one thing you’ve got to know

I’m the fire that keeps you warm against the winter’s snow

There’s one thing you’ve got to learn

I’m the drop that cools your tongue against the summer’s burn

Well I’ve seen the passing glance

The one that won’t give me a passing chance

And I’ve felt the bitter cold

That sends shivers down your spine into your tattered soul

But there’s one thing you’ve got to know

I’m the fire that keeps you warm against the winter snow

And there’s one thing you’ve got to learn

I’m the drop that cools your tongue against the summer’s burn

If there’s one thing you need to feel

It’s that the breeze that moves the trees is so much more than real

If there’s one thing I need to say

Before our days like Autumn leaves all drift away

It’s…

Child, don’t you know by now, I would never ever leave you hanging?

Child, don’t you know by now, I would never leave you high and dry?

Child, don’t you know by now, I would never ever leave you hanging?

Child, don’t you know by now, I would never leave you high and dry?

I know you’ve had it bad

Seen days and things I know you wish you never had

But I held your wounded soul

Felt the pieces come together making your life whole


March On

We will not be given to violence

We will not be given to war

We will not be given to silence

Like others who came before

But we will march on

We will march on

We will march on

Toward the shore

We will not be given to anger

We will not be given to might

We will not be given to anguish

For the new day will drown out the night

And we will march on

We will march on

We will march on

Toward the light

Another way is possible

A new reality

If we could learn to live as one

The new humanity

Then we would march on

We will march on

We will march on

We will march on

We will not be given to pleading

We will not be shoved to the side

We will not be given to fleeing

We refuse to continue to hide

So we will march on

We will march on

We will march on

We will march on…


Welcome Home

Summer nights

Passing shadows

Lean in toward the morning light

The landscape speaks

Of constant sorrows

the old man leans to kiss his wife

And time and time again

They’re reminded of their sons

The boys whose blood had soaked the soil dry

The ache of letting go

When all the truth you’ve known

Is that holdin’ on’s the surest way to die

The crackling coals

The kettle whistles

The cupboards clatter

Coffee’s poured

The creaking floor

The curtains shiver

Her spindled legs cross through the door

Oh and time and time again

She thinks about her kin

The crowds, the carousels, the sights, the smells

How one by one they sank

Beneath the muddy banks

In answer to the chimes of distant bells

And bonded by their grief

Their labored breathing speaks

The hushed language of our deepest hope

That in the end of time

All fractures, yours and mine,

Are mended, reconciled, and welcomed home

We’ll be welcomed home…

Welcome home

Welcome home

All is forgiven

All is well

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