Work - Jars of Clay

Just in case I will leave my things packed
So I can run away
I cannot trust these voices
I don't have a lot of prospects
That can give some kind of peace
There is nothing left to cling to
That can bring me sweet release

I have no fear of drowning
It's the breathing
That's taking all this work

Do you know what I mean when I say
"I don't wanna be alone"
What I mean when I say
"I don't wanna be alone"

Empty spaces Shadows hit by streetlights
The warning signs and weight of tired conversations
In the absence of a shoulder
In the absence of a thief
On the brink of this destruction
On the eve of bittersweet
Now all the demons look like prophets
And I'm living out every word they speak
Every word they speak

I have no fear of drowning
It's the breathing
That's taking all the work

Resolve

Everyday, tomorrow, and sometime...

• Good music
• Deep conversations
• Healthy food
• Good beer
• Exercise
• Great books - fiction, non fiction, truth
• Travel - pleasure, purpose, passion
• Write - memoir, scrapbook, academic journal article, curriculum development
• Journal
• Study for GREs
• Research grad schools
• Drive cross-country
• Backpack through Europe
• Travel to each continent
• Master's/PhD?
• AIDs in Africa?
• Figure out me
• Take time for me
• Remember how to breath
• Remember to breath

How can I keep up this breathing

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down

Where is the coastguard
I keep looking each direction
For a spotlight, give me something
I need something for protection
Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine
The jetsam sunk, I'm left behind
I'm treading for my life believe me
(How can I keep up this breathing)

Not knowing how to think I scream aloud, begin to sink
My legs and arms are broken down
With envy for the solid ground I'm reaching for the life within me
How can one man stop his ending
I thought of just your face
Relaxed, and floated into space

Blue October