Starlight

Grasping at a star with my fingertips
Slowly, coming to grips
With a place that I thought I would never find
happiness, oh I've changed my mind

All the desert seems to have gone so green
Starin' at it, oh what could it mean
Tiny little plants out makin' a scene
Happiness, purest bliss
Has come again, what a God-send

And I thank you for the green
On the side of the fence that's mine
Thanks for contentment in a place
I could only find, was dry.

oh-oh, oh, ooh ooh

and so I'm

Grasping at a star with my fingertips
Slowly, coming to grips
with a place that I thought I would never find
happiness, oh I've changed my mind

Rain fallin' in that driest place
Slowly, beginning to lace
Lackluster brown with a lovely green
Beauty, or so it seems
Has come again, what a God-send

And I thank you for the green
On the side of the fence that's mine
Thanks for contentment in a place
I could only find, was dry.

oh-oh, oh oh ooh

starlight
star
brightest light
darkest night

oh-oh, oh.

Tears scatter and fall like leaves, autumn is almost here

What was summer is now coming to an end.
what was beautiful begins to fade.
The colors are less bright
The sounds less jubilant
The smells less alluring.
Take my hand and pull me up from this sadness that lurks
Tears tempt to spill over -- for what?
For people and memories that will soon just be that, a memory.
Nothing more or less.
I think it really struck me when Callan mentioned at dinner tonight how sad it is that there are some people met this summer that we will never see again.
It broke my heart.

Breaks my Heart

There are some kids at camp this week suffering from a degenerative disease that keeps them wheelchair ridden and only gets worse with age... and it breaks my heart. They are such amazing people, and they've been through so much. Tears flood my eyes as I write this. Earlier, I was thinking a lot about it, and I wrote a song... kind of my thoughts. These are my thoughts.

I just gotta be brave
gotta make it through today
pushing through the pain of being different

and though some may stop and stare
some walk away in fear
some saying nervously, "how are you today"

Lord, I know you give me strength...

to fight it all away
wear a smile on my face
live a life of praise
even when my arms are too weak to raise.

to notice all that's good
appreciate the little things
takes away a little angst
from being so unheard, a title undeserved.

That's the cry I find
resonating from those confined
in situations undefined
by who they are
and it breaks my heart
breaks my heart.


Those are all the words, though the exact order and repetitions of the paragraphs have not been laid out.