Driving, driving through Wyoming
Early, roads slick from fog, hot coffee two sugars
Sun peaking over mountain tops, leaving hazy valleys
Beautiful red sculptures of rock and boulder
Snow, bright, so bright as the sun finds me
Stop, buy sunglasses for this east bound drive
Driving again, engine purring loving the open road
Remains, bless the deer, now a crow's breakfast
No radio, snow patrol sings to my soul
January 20th, a new president on the horizon
Still no radio, more mountains, more snow
Trucks, so many trucks hauling America on their backs
Construction, orange barrels and sage brush
Wind mills pulling energy from God's breath
Static, Anna Nalick tells me to breathe, be patient
A cowboy croons through static, maybe now..surfing
Green river frozen, lone hawk circles..majestic
Yes! More static but almost audible news station
Then Biden, no longer shushing, but swearing an oath
Violin, piano.. John Williams draws peace into the portrait
Laying his hand on a bible once touched by Lincoln
Tears held back for fear of streaming mascara
'Deer crossing next five miles'
Still driving, old friend waiting for a hug
A voice of hope, a voice of integrity and strength
Swearing to lead and hold our nation
Many watching, trusting and listening
Almost out of gas, out of coffee, pulling in
Inside truckers huddle, small crowded lounge with cable
Some with fear, others with hope, watching our fledgling leader
Hurry, don't want to miss.. smiling at fellow commuter
"We have a new president!", too excited not to speak, pumping gas
He smiles back, "Should I be excited?" "Yes!" I flash
"Should we do cartwheels or pray?"
"Do both!" I reply at the handsome face, pulling away
Radio back on, words of humility, words of hope
Faith in this new leader fills me, brimming tears
Road blurs, fight lost with mascara as tears roll
National Anthem, powerful poem by Elizabeth from Yale
Prayer from a man who walked with a legend
Static returns, gifted pocket of reception drifting away
Cold play explains the speed of sound
Baron desert, beautiful, open and endless
'Continental Divide 7000 ft'
America and her power vibrate through my tires
Peaceful, free, alone I fly across her plains
On this day of monumental promises from greatness
Melie
If you believe you can or you believe you can't, either way you are right. Henry Ford
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Lyrics tag
Not tagging anyone specific, just for who ever wants to play.......... post one of your fav songs. :)
Breathe (2 am) by Anna Nalick
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
In May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day", he sat down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
oh breathe, just breathe.
Breathe (2 am) by Anna Nalick
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
In May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day", he sat down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
oh breathe, just breathe.
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