and it totally sums up how I've been feeling. It's an oldie but a goodie.
I sit here clutching useless lists
And keys for doors that don't exist
I crack my teeth on pearls
I tear into the history
Show me what it means to be in this world
Cause I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
And I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes
Until I understand or go blind
I see the parts but not the whole
I study saints and scholars both
No perfect plan unfurls
Do I trust my heart or just my mind
Why is truth so hard to find in this world
Cause I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes
I know that there's a point I've missed
A shrine or stone I haven't kissed
A scar that never graced my wrist
A mirror that never met my fist
But I can't help but
Feeling like I'm due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes
(Thrice)
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If you get the chance, shout a prayer out to Dad for me. I'm needing some guidance and peace.
Thanks guys.
1 comment:
thrice is nice. i'm a dustin kensrue fan.
nice blog lady!
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