Sleeping At Last

[fox69]

"Silhouettes"

"Silhouettes"


You wrote your name in invisible ink,
For you were so afraid of what they might think.
But the scars they left, they were loud and clear,
Weren't they? weren't they?

When it's too much to bare, memories erase.
A disappearing act, deserving of our thanks.
When it surfaces, just hold your breath
And swim. just swim.

You begged and begged for some kind of change:
Maybe they'd wake up tomorrow and regret the pain
That they've passed down to you like DNA,
But no luck, no luck.

It seems only by the hand of God or death,
Will they truly change their silhouettes.
For a miracle or a consequence,
You wait and wait…

… maybe distance is the only cure?
Far away from hurt is where healing occurs.
But all you really want to do is make them proud,
Don't you? don't you?

It must be so hard, in the mess you're always cleaning up,
To believe in the ghost of unbroken love.
But I promise you,
The truth is that you're loved. so loved.

 

[fox69]

"Sing To Me"

"Sing To Me"


Sing to me a prayer of hope and strength.
I will sing to you
As if my chest is glass.

As we build, please give us solid ground.

When the rain becomes a flood,
I believe that we will find
Tree branches to climb.
Far, far, far from here.

Sing to me a prayer of hope and strength.
I will sing to you
As if my chest is glass.

When the weather settles down,
We will search through this mess,
Where I believe that we will find,
Through things left behind,
The place where we began.

Sing to me, please sing to me
Always through these times,
And we'll begin again

 

[fox69]

"Slow & Steady"

"Slow & Steady"


You carved our initials
into these family trees.
but when the branches are bare and broken,
love is so hard to reach.

we've learned to brace for the worst
and to read the last pages first,
surrender feels safe.

maybe the soul is the soil that holds the fallen seed,
or the light pouring down in between the rain clouds,
daring life to reach;
or maybe it's the rings in the trunk of the tree,
a birthmark time will leave
to measure the past.

but we can't dream when we're wide awake
or fall in love with a heart too strong to break.

faith is expensive to taste,
and time is borrowed loose change
that's already been spent.

maybe the soul is the tone of voice
that unearthed the words that we needed...

maybe the soul is a suitcase that holds the backup plan -
a collection of keys and the patience we need
to start again.

maybe it's the thresholds that swallow us whole
as we learn to let go,
in spite of the dirt on our clothes.

 

[fox69]

"Slowly, Now"

"Slowly, Now"


Just when we think
There is a chance...
There is never quite enough time left
To prove our beliefs,
To prove we are strong.

We just need some sleep.
We just need some time to clear our crowded minds.

But the curse of opinions and their views
Are promising defeat,
Replacing love with doubt and helplessness.

We just need some sleep.
We just need some time (to catch our breath)

The fear that we feel In our troubled hearts...
Is told to be what will make us last.

We'll prove that we are strong,
Though our lines are bleeding through.
We are becoming whole, slowly now.

We just need some sleep
To dream away these fears.
We just need some time
To clear our crowded minds.

 

[fox69]

"Smell"

"Smell"


Is this the part when the brain scans show where memories reside?
Some ambiguous shape in me suddenly producing light
Triggered like a tripwire, every time I breathe it in
Isn't it strange that a Lilac tree is what unlocks where I've been?

Like a time machine rebuilds the past, our memories return
Like remembering the ashes before we burn

It is the friction that lights the match
Desperate attempts that make it last
So hold my breath for as long as I can
Before long, the wind swells in
Starting a fight I could never win
But I'll hold on as long as I can

It finishes against my will
The light goes out, my heart goes still
And just like that, I believe in ghosts

Time and space are at my back
Performing disappearing acts
Now I can escape the smell of smoke

Research says that the only way to keep memories intact
Is to lock 'em away and close the doors to countless years of past
I guess that explains why the strangest things can conjure up the past
And forgotten time will find its long way back

As thin as air, as light as snow
Some combination of the unknown
It doesn't matter, I just know I need more
Cause I feel like I've been sleeping through the better part of this
Laying dormant through an endless winter that doesn't even exist

It's gravity in an hourglass
Responsible for the avalanche
And the loudest silence that I've ever heard
Memory clear as a bell
A story that I will try to tell
Maybe this time without words

 

[fox69]

"Snow"

"Snow"


The branches have traded their leaves for white sleeves
All warm-blooded creatures make ghosts as they breathe
Scarves are wrapped tightly like gifts under trees
Christmas lights tangle in knots annually

Our families huddle closely
Betting warmth against the cold
But our bruises seem to surface
Like mud beneath the snow

So we sing carols softly, as sweet as we know
A prayer that our burdens will lift as we go
Like young love still waiting under mistletoe
We'll welcome december with tireless hope

Let our bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
May the melody disarm us
When the cracks begin to show

Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts

The table is set and our glasses are full
Though pieces go missing, may we still feel whole
We'll build new traditions in place of the old
'cause life without revision will silence our souls

So let the bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
May the melody surround us
When the cracks begin to show

Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts

As gentle as feathers, the snow piles high
Our world gets rewritten and retraced every time
Like fresh plates and clean slates, our future is white
New year's resolutions will reset tonight

 

[fox69]

"Son"

"Son"


Show me
Who I am and who I could be
Initiate the heart within me
'til it opens properly

Slow down
Start again from the beginning
I can't keep my head from spinning out of control
Is this what being vulnerable feels like?

And I will try, try, try to breathe
'til it turns to muscle memory
I'm only steady on my knees
One day I'll stand on my own two feet

And I'll run the risk
Of being intimate with brokenness
Through this magnifying glass I see a thousand finger prints
On the surfaces of who I am

Show me
Where to find a silver lining
As the mercury keeps rising
'til the glass on my fever breaks

Show me
How to struggle gracefully
Let the scaffolding inside of me be strong enough to hold this tired body up
Once more

And I will try, try, try to breathe
'til it turns to muscle memory
I feel the pressure in my blood
Building up and liberating me

So I will try, try, try to breathe
'til it turns to muscle memory
I'm only steady on my knees
But one day I'll stand on my own two feet

And I'll run the risk
Of being intimate with brokenness
Through this magnifying glass I see a thousand finger prints

I ran the risk
Of being intimate with my brokenness
I was given a gift of hope and a thousand finger prints
On the surfaces of who I am

 

[fox69]

"Sorrow"

"Sorrow"


It feels like falling.
It feels like rain.
Like losing my balance
Again and again.
It once was so easy;
Breathe in, breathe out.
But at the foot of this mountain,
I only see clouds.

I feel out of focus,
Or at least indisposed
As this strange weather pattern
Inside me takes hold.
Each brave step forward,
I take three steps behind.
It's mind over matter -
Matter over mind.

Slowly, then all at once.
A single loose thread
And it all comes undone.

Where there is light,
A shadow appears.
The cause and effect
When life interferes.
The same rule applies
To goodness and grief;
For in our great sorrow
We learn what joy means.

I don't want to fight, I don't want to fight it.
I don't want to fight, I don't want to fight it.
I don't want to fight, I don't want to fight it.
But I will learn to fight, I will learn to fight,
'Til this pendulum finds equilibrium.

Slowly, then all at once.
The dark clouds depart,
And the damage is done.
So pardon the dust
While this all settles in.
With a broken heart,
Transformation begins.

 

[fox69]

"South"

"South"


Some truths, over time, can learn to play nice.
Some truths are sharper than knives.
Some truths we only see in the corners of our eyes.
Some truths we wish we could hide.

Some truths can save us,
Some take our lives.
Some truths are fire
And some truths are ice.

No matter what category you fit into,
Truth’s got its sight set on you.

If truth is north
Then I am true south.
I can’t figure it out-
God knows.
Always looking up
'Til my eyes give up.
That’s how I lost touch
Of who I am and who I was.

Some truths were sewn into our DNA.
Some truths unravel and fray.
Some truths keep growing taller than giants.
Some truths take our breath away.
Some truths get tired
The longer we wait.
Well, some truths get tired
The longer we wait.

If truth is north
Then I am true south.
I can’t figure it out-
God knows
I’m always looking up
'Til my eyes give up.
That’s how I lost touch
Of who I was.
If truth is north
Then I am true south.
I can’t figure it out-
God knows I’ve tried
Always looking up
'Til my eyes give up.
That’s how I lost touch
Of who I am and who I was.

Some truths are gentle, forgiving and kind.
Some truths are hard to define.
Some truths are crooked, with rough edges too,
But some truths wear like comfortable shoes.

Some truths are loyal
As the shadows we lead.
Some truths are stubborn as gravity.

No matter what category you fit into,
Truth’s got its sight set on you.

 

[fox69]

"Sun"

"Sun"


With golden string
our universe was clothed in light.
Pulling at the seams,
our once barren world now brims with life,
that we may fall in love
every time we open up our eyes.
I guess space, and time,
takes violent things, angry things
and makes them kind.

“We are the dust of dust.”
“We are the apple of God’s eye.”
“We are infinite as the universe we hold inside.”

“Infinity times infinity.”
“Infinity times infinity times infinity.”
“Infinity times infinity times infinity times infinity.”
“Let there be light, let there be light, let me be right…”

The dust of dust.
We are the apple of God’s eye.
We are infinite as the universe we hold inside.

“Let there be light, let there be light, let me be right.”

With golden string
our universe was brought to life,
that we may fall in love
every time we open up our eyes.