fallfromgrace

Re-evaluation is over. at least, in the intensive, brooding fashion that I've been doing it. Things are prioritized, itemized, and I'm going to make things happen. if you want the details, you can talk to me. I'll tell you everything you want to know, but it all adds up to one thing... I'm building a better me.

I've got some wonderful news, that in due time I'll be able to share with you.

I'm thinking a plane ride might be in order. to Celebrate this, here's a song. It fits.


"Such Great Heights"

I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
And true, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
And that frankly will not fly. You will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home

Be safe, Traveller.