Falling…Broken

Back roads

Lyrics tell the story that many times we don’t want or even know how to tell. The first set came from a random phrase uttered by my son Cameron as we drove the back roads from Columbia to Thompsons Station.

Almost a year to the day, the second lyrics continue an unbroken narrative about brokenness.

“Falling Away”
August 28, 2014

The leaves are falling
First signs of winter
The pressures building
I start to splinter
My strength is falling away

No pearls in the making
Only spirit breaking
These words are lonely
My hands are shaking

So tired of hurting
Weary of calling
The leaves are falling
The leaves are falling
Until they all fall away…
“Broken”
August 22, 2015

Broken like the strings on my guitar
Wanderin’ like a man without a star
Broken as I am I won’t get far
I’m broken
I’m broken

Broken like the songs I used to sing
Wonderin’ how my pain is an offering
Broken by the breaking of everything
I’m broken
I’m broken…

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