Between Here And Gone
Hi, Everyone if you have been reading this journal on a regular basis will know that life has been kicking my ass lately. This has been both good & bad good in that it has forced me to look at what is really important to me and kick all the silly shit to the curb the bad part is trying to sort out what is really worth keeping in your life I don't have any clear answers yet but I think I can start asking some of the right questions now. Today I was listening to music but not really paying much attention when the lyrics of this song just jumped out and touched my soul. The song is called " Between Here And Gone by Mary Chapin Carpenter. Tonight the moon came up. It was nearly full way down here on earth, I could feel it's pull The weight of gravity or the lure of light made me want to leave my only home tonight. Yeah i'm just wondering how we how we know where we belong is it in a photograph, or a dashboard poet's song will I have missed my chance to right some ancient wrong should I find myself between here and gone Now I could grab my keys and peel out in my truck, with every saint on board bringing me their luck I could drive too fast like a midnight thief As if there was a way to outrun the grief, Yeah i'm just wondering how we know where we belong, in a song that's left behind, in a dream I could not wake from, could I have felt the brush of a soul that's passing on, some where between here and gone up above me, wayward angels. a blur of wings and grace, one for courage, one for just in case I thought a light went out, but now a candle shines I thought my tears would not stop but then I dried my eyes. and after all of this, the truth that holds me here, is that this emptiness is something not to fear. Yeah I'll keep wondering how we know where we belong after all the journeys made and the journeys yet to come, when I feel like giving up, instead of going on somewhere in between... Yeah I'm just wondring how we know where we belong, is it in the arc of the moon leaving shadows on the lawn in the path of fireflys and a single bird at dawn singing somewhere between here and gone. Happy Easter/Passover Peace RB