Ulysses
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I haven’t stopped listening to him.
Ulysses
I’m holding on to the hope that one day this could be made right.
I’ve been shipwrecked, and left for dead, and I have seen the darkest sights.
Everyone I’ve loved seems like a stranger in the night
But oh my heart still burns, tells me to return, and search the fading light.
I’m sailing home to you I wont be long
By the light of moon I will press on
Until, I find, my love
Trouble has beset my ways, and wicked winds have blown
Sirens call my name, they say they’ll ease my pain, then break me on the stones
But true love is the burden that will carry me back home
Carry me with the, memories of the, beauty I have known
I’m sailing home to you I wont be long
By the light of moon I will press on
So tie me to the mast of this old ship and point me home
Before I lose the one I love, before my chance is gone
I want to hold, her in, my arms
I fall prey to thinking that the story of Jesus coming to earth to seek and save the lost as theological, boxed up in solemnness, obedience, soberness, suffering, and truth.
But there are times when I remember. I remember and think, “Right, You’d move heaven and earth, You’d defeat even death, You’d trade Your place in heaven for a manger on earth, even die by the cross, just because You want to hold me in Your arms.”
I remember love. And I remember, "You're coming back."
