cant, wont tarry

a long path lays
its so long i cant see the end
its not the distance but the time
more than years, more than me

with you it flies so fast
bus rides like shooting stars
theyre there for a while and poof! its gone
slow mo just slow mo i say

past maplewoods and red lanterns
melancholy blasting in my ears
but i hear one that says : cant, wont tarry!
believe in me it will not delay

the fear ever so real
gripping me on thought of detail
ill live i know, its meaning that goes
cant, wont tarry! wont tarry!

like Mr Doug said : real is good
but include the buts, include the howevers
earthly doubts, tangible scares
compare nothing to the heavenly prayers

aching space

theres something so deep its like an abyss, i cant explain it, but i feel it. i know im aching inside, and i cant wait to see you again. every mornings great. then i slip back again into the abyss. i want to see, i want to see