Always...

Found a new song by Peter Bradley Adams. I love his music best when he was part of eastmountainsouth. His latest song is haunting me. Reminding me of a time when I was waiting for someone. I taste the bittersweetness of that time. Oh, how it has colored me.

Always
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you can break her down
with your highs and lows
she's familiar with the sound
the sound you make every time you go

always.. always she waits for me
always.. always she waits for me

this holiday she's alone
she leaves the lights on the tree
and though the new year is gone
every night there still on for you to see

always.. always she waits for me
always.. always she waits for me
always... always always she waits for me
always.. always she waits for me
always
always


dont wait too long
she would choose to believe
that her hear is still strong
strong enough if only you could see

always.. always she waits for me
always.. always she waits for me
always... always always she waits for me
always.. always she waits for me
always
always
always
always

Poised, paused, on the brink. I've been writing again. In the spaces in between, in the quiet moments alone. And on the streets of SF walking. Inspiration hits me in a meeting and I feel compelled to do a stream of consciousness on paper.

Latest idea this morning: I wear my scars on the outside, you on the inside. Came to me looking at the tattoo on my finger, thinking of the brand on my back. Although I have my fair share of scars on the inside too. Hmmmm... see some of these ideas aren't enough to carry a song, but could do for a piece of one.

Why am I so tired today? I feel as if I have been waiting. I have been waiting for him to come back. Tomorrow :) I only have to wait 29 hours. Then the wait is over and I will be in his arms.