A song written for my wife, recorded in janky fashion with the audio taken from a video recorded directly on my mac's camera. Cheers.

No Time For The Rearview

Lyric:

This river bends in ways unforeseen
the current is strong enough to push me to the sea
The sun in my eyes becomes by guide
and I lose the difference between water and sky

The poet's a mirror, the world is her gaze
if she would just back away she'd find the words to say
Color's a gift and love is a sign
that life is not backing down when the day and night collide

And now my friends this ship has gone down
left us drifting on a tattered wedding gown
The sun in our eyes becomes our guide
and we lose the difference between water and sky

And I dreamed of a land that led to a sea
with colors like glass and I walked out to Thee
a land of no fear and no more pain
and tears will dry up like the sun dries the rain

This river bends in ways unforeseen.

This River Bends

Lyric:

I see the smoke from a thousand cities rise
turn the brightest day into the blackest night
I see burning hands lift stones up high
Where do we go when the love runs out?
I see the giants in my life fall down
I feel the earth when they hit the ground
the pillars are pushed from inside out
Where do we go when the love runs out?
     
     The slide it happens slowly, one or two cuts daily
     Soon enough your heart is wanting to know
     Where do we go?

Will truth lose out to what we feel
when what we want is what we think is real
Where will we stand to make our appeal
where do we go when the love runs out?
And death will laugh at all our fear
whisper sweet into our ear
"Look at all those wasted years.
Where will you go, when the love runs out?"
     
     The slide it happens slowly, one or two cuts daily
     Soon enough your heart is wanting to know
     Where do we go?

The heart will follow any path
Won't care about the aftermath
In the end what we want we will have
Where do we go when the love runs out?

Where do we go.

Where do we go

Lyric:

A thrill at first when it opens up
invites you in and it fills your cup
From your knees and to your hips 
'til the color will drain out from your lips
The stars will laugh as they watch you go 
into the belly of the earth below
Tops of heads and soles of feet of those 
who would dive and are drug to the...

     Quicksand, we all know
     We run in fast and go down slow
     Save your breath you're going to fight
     What's right is wrong and what's wrong is right
     In the quicksand

We dream in colors not known to man
We have a heart to understand
But darkened eyes will never see 
That the forest can't define the trees
Is a lion that's caged and bound 
Still the king over all the ground
Just a look in his eyes you'll see
You cannot chain his royalty in...

     Quicksand, we all know
     We run in fast and go down slow
     Save your breath you're going to fight
     What's right is wrong and what's wrong is right
     In the quicksand

Quicksand

Lyric:

I've been around the world but only in my mind
Seems that time ain't on my side
'Cuz time don't heal anything
Time just seals everything

     There's places I'd rather be 
     in a scene I found in a dream
     but lately I've come to see
     that joy is not geography
 
The ocean curls and breaks into a sigh
Wish that I was the rolling tide
But the tide is cold and just don't care
and a wish won't take me anywhere

     There's places I'd rather be 
     in a scene I found in a dream
     but lately I've come to see
     that joy is not geography

Where I go, there I am
with all of my love and all of my sin
Life lays waste to the best laid plans
It took me thirty five years and some to understand

     There's nowhere I'd rather be
     than here with my family
     and lately I've come to see
     that joy is not geography

Geography

A rendering of the only Rich Mullins song I know. Purposefully unadorned and unedited in honor of the original. -Cheers

relics

Hard to Get (Rich Mullins cover)

The Angels' Share

Le Silence

18 Wheel Blues

A complete song of which I have little recollection, found while scrolling old voice memos on my phone. Though written and recorded one year ago, the lyrics are entirely applicable to current circumstances both personally and globally. (This is the version recorded on my phone and run through Garageband for some extra EQ. I do not currently have the time nor the inclination to relearn it all for a better recording.) Cheers.

Peace Is Not A Place

10 fingers, a mouth and a soul. Rough and imperfect. 

DerekTaylor