Broken Record

I just need to close my eyes
Take the time to dream again
Telling myself it's ok
That we don't always know the way

Why must I try to
Why must I try to understand

I just need to try n' relax
Take the time to breathe again
Telling myself it's ok
That we don't always know the way

The weather outside is sunny
But inside my head is foggy
Thinking about life and love

A misty rain is falling
My heart is calling
For you to show me love

Why must I try to
Why must I try to understand

Unexpected

I thought things would be one way
Had it all planned out
Figured it just wasn't my time
The turn of events = a bit of surprise
It was unexpected

It's funny how when you let things go
G-d just takes them and makes them His own
With the desires of your heart in mind
Seems things simply work out in His time

I thought things would be one way
I had it all planned out
figured it just wasn't my time
The turn of events = a bit of surprise
It was unexpected

Spilling Donkeys

Tipsy serendipity
Walking around in a prison cell
With a smile on
Everything exposed is an authentic facade
Conductivity is at a low

Loosely holing on tight
Not letting go of what should be free
Speaking opinions not all my own
Shut up and speak up
Find peace not war no need to fight

Listening to silence
the rhythm you hear is one noise cannot
who you are remains a mystery
confused and contradictory
discombobulated self
spilling from your mouth

Three til Tennessee

"

It is exactly three months until I return home... 

"I will hold my home so dear

Here in Tennessee"

- Paper Route

Dear Pops

Today is Australia's Father's Day. I wanted to post something special, even though in America it isn't our Father's Day. I love you Pops...


Thinking back to when I was a little girl
I used to be Daddy's
I wanted to be just like him
Hoping he'd let me mow the lawn
Working on cars out by the garage
His 68' firebird
Using our mattresses to build forts
The times we had headband wars

I am a women now not the same little girl anymore
I've moved away out on my own into the world
One day I'll be getting married and you'll walk me down the isle
Giving me away will be a bittersweet day
But Daddy I'll always be your baby

Even without saying it
I know you love me, I know you love me
Once I started growing it was hard to cope
I wanted to write you a song to let you know
No matter the rough times we've had
That's all in the past
I'll hold on to the beautiful times
And how to taught me to live for Christ

I am a women now not the same little girl anymore
I've moved away out on my own into the world
One day I'll be getting married and you'll walk me down the isle
Giving me away will be a bittersweet day
But Daddy I'll always be your baby

Early Morning Thinking...

The feeling of being stuck
Stuck in the same old same old
Not budging an inch from where I've been
Being caught in a never ending maze
One missing an exit sign or and hope of changing the design
No hope of jumping fences this time

Maybe if I concentrate really hard on the dreams unseen
This maze will turn into a field of poppies
A place full of imagination no boundaries or routine

This repetitive drum beat rhythm that's beating
Will start to get a little funky and groovey
Not the typical ba bump ba bump bump
But a little scatting speedia be bop deedle lee do bop

As you dream being stuck isn't as it seems
Breaks out and away from reality
It opens up possibilities

I guess I'm not stuck after all
I thought I was losing it
But I've got it under control