Monday, July 25, 2011

Love's Walk

When all that's left inside is torn
And confusion's wife still has a child to be born
When if feels like my soul's been caged with the key outside
I'll stop and rest in the comfort of your eyes

When you can't help but mock love's desire
And feelings become an enemy that have set your heart on fire
Your sick of fighting these wars and taking these stands
I'll make myself lay down in the softness of your hands

When life's maps become a maze
and all signs point back to pain
Suffering crawls up with a worn out shine
I'll have the strength to grab its hand if you grab mine

As we walk, shepherd and sheep
I'll finally give you my heart, it was never mine to keep
We'll have that conversation I always knew we would
A question I didn't think would matter, but the test of time its stood

I'll start to talk with soft embarrased words,
you'll look down in grace and silently speak things I've never heard
"Oh lover what questions does your mouth hold,
You've come to ask of things you don't know.

You think of love, how it makes home in your stomach
You look for love in every fresh eyes sunset
You explain love with its boundaries and securities
You expect love to travel the road of uncertainty."

I start to think, and you hold my hand tighter
Sufferings touch becomes dim, and my heart becomes lighter
I look up at my savior, a small spark in his eye
I look over at suffering, who has begun to cry

Just maybe, love is a fight to be lost
holding the strong arm of a paradox
Maybe love is still certain,
When a return for it is lost

Maybe love is something I've always known
Tried to force it out but it refuses to be shown
Then again, if you can tell love what to do,
Then maybe that love shouldn't be called true

Love is a mystery, from warmth to torture
Love has moved on the moment you're unsure
If you must ask what love is, I'd look at you and say
My friend you're first taste of it must be far away



Thursday, July 14, 2011

Beauty Is Real

So I've been all about folk music lately, I just love something about the songwriting and chill guitar. So I decided to have some fun and write my own folky kind of song. Now I can't sing worth a darn, but this one is fun to play when no one is home! Here are the lyrics.

Beauty Is Real

feel like a blind man these days
people showing me colors but I just see grey
Don't you know the grey became all I settled for
And baby I forgot at a time, you made me sure

I love my Lord, and the life he's given me
But sometimes I wonder if we were meant to be
I tell my eyes to open at these girls all lovely
They whisper don't bother, she's the only one to see

And that's alright
with me
I've come to peace complete
No such thing as defeat
This life is still so sweet

Because I'd rather be a fool in a world you exist
Than a king in a world where there's another to kiss
Just the fact that God made a girl like you
Gives me hope in two things,
God is good, and beauty is real

If the world stays a dark place to live
And I grow up a boy with his heart left to give
Don't call me a loner, you couldn't be more wrong
Time has spoken and he's still singing your song

And that's alright
with me
I've come to peace complete
No such thing as defeat
I have cement on my feet

Because I'd rather be a fool in a world you exist
Than a king in a house where there's another to kiss
Just the fact that God made a girl like you
Gives me hope in two things,
God is good, and beauty is real

Now you may call me crazy, and girl that might be true
But what you don't know is I don't need to get over you
They might say it's impossible to live life this way
But one smile a year from you, makes the pain worth the stay

It's not that your perfect, we've all told our lies
But life just make sense when I catch a glimpse of your eyes
So why would I throw that away claiming another's hand
Though you'll slip through my fingers like smallest bits of sand

And that's alright
with me
I've come to peace complete
No such thing as defeat
This world will still remain sweet

Because I'd rather be a fool in a world you exist
Than a king in a house where there's another to kiss
Just the fact that God made a girl like you
Gives me hope in two things,
God is good, and beauty is real