"3"

"I have heard you cry and it breaks my heart for I love you so,
I would never lie, this is not the end there is still a hope..."
-The Trinity

Divine Milieu...Kendall Payne - I Will Show You Love...3...

"I will show you love like you’ve never loved before
I will go the distance and back for more if you just say the word
You will come alive again and call the trying times your friend
The pain that you have suffered through will never get the best of you
You will hope in something real that won’t depend on how you feel
When you call my name then I will answer, answer
I am on your side though the wind and waves beat against your faith
You were on my mind when the world was made
Trust in me my child, Trust in me my child
Walk out on the water where you have no control
So scared to death of failure you sacrifice your soul, please let that go
You have climbed an uphill road, You have worn a heavy load
You have cried through endless nights and nearly given up the fight Watched your dreams like falling stars the heartaches made you who you are
Now looking back you see that I have always been there
Where you gonna hide? Where you gonna hide from Me?
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go that I can’t see?
I have heard you cry and it breaks my heart for I love you so
I would never lie, this is not the end there is still a hope..."
-Kendall Payne

Palm Sunday...

As they approached Jerusalem and came to Bethphage on the Mount of Olives, Jesus sent two disciples, saying to them, "Go to the village ahead of you, and at once you will find a donkey tied there, with her colt by her. Untie them and bring them to me. If anyone says anything to you, say that the Lord needs them, and he will send them right away." This took place to fulfill what was spoken through the prophet: "Say to Daughter Zion, "See, your king comes to you, gentle and riding on a donkey, and on a colt, the foal of a donkey.'" The disciples went and did as Jesus had instructed them. They brought the donkey and the colt and placed their cloaks on them for Jesus to sit on. A very large crowd spread their cloaks on the road, while others cut branches from the trees and spread them on the road. The crowds that went ahead of him and those that followed shouted, "Hosanna to the Son of David!" "Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!" "Hosanna in the highest heaven!" When Jesus entered Jerusalem, the whole city was stirred and asked, "Who is this?" The crowds answered, "This is Jesus, the prophet from Nazareth in Galilee." (Matthew 21:1-11 TNIV)

Catherine...This Song Is For Us...On The Journey...

Rich Mullins really knew what it (life), the journey was all about...he was such a deep, old soul...

My Prayer...Jesus and Catherine...I Promise...Amen...

Psalm 42

For the director of music. A maskil of the Sons of Korah.

As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?
My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, "Where is your God?"
These things I remember as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty One with shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng.
Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.
My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me.

By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life.
I say to God my Rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?"
My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, "Where is your God?"
Why, my soul, are you downcast?
Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.

Divine Milieu...Jesus Christ Superstar - I Don't Know How To Love Him...

Is this not the universal question, how do I love well or at all? Not only how to love Jesus for Mary Magdalene or any of us, but for each other to each other. In our hearts, the depth of our being the question echoes out of the silence of our thoughts, "I don't know how to love him..." or her or God.

What happens if we risk and love, why is it a fearful thing to do? Is it really so illusive? Love. Is it what we are all aching for, to be loved and accepted for who we are not who we are expected to be either by ourselves or by others? Is that why we journey on, looking for friends to love and journey with us becasue all of us know whether we admit it or not feel at times like Bono sings, "...I still haven't found what I am looking for..." and we "..hold the hand of the devil, it is warm in the night..." because that is less frightning than loving another person and in the cold and lonliness of the dark night it brings momentary comfort?

Hmmm...anyway this is a great song asking profound questions?


I don't know how to love him.
What to do, how to move him.
I've been changed, yes really changed.
In these past few days, when I've seen myself,
I seem like someone else.
I don't know how to take this.
I don't see why he moves me.
He's a man. He's just a man.
And I've had so many men before,
In very many ways,
He's just one more.
Should I bring him down?
Should I scream and shout?
Should I speak of love,
Let my feelings out?
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Don't you think it's rather funny,
I should be in this position.
I'm the one who's always been
So calm, so cool, no lover's fool,
Running every show.
He scares me so.
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Yet, if he said he loved me,
I'd be lost. I'd be frightened.
I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope.
I'd turn my head. I'd back away.
I wouldn't want to know.
He scares me so.
I want him so.
I love him so.

Divine Milieu...Neil Diamond - Dry Your Eyes...

Dry your eyes and take your song out, it's a newborn afternoon.
And if you can't recall the singer you can still recall the tune.
Dry your eyes and play it slowly like you're marching off to war;
Sing it like you know he'd want it, like we sang it once before.
And from the center of the circle to the midst of the waiting crowd,
If it ever be forgotten sing it long and sing it loud and come dry your eyes.

And he taught us more about giving than we ever cared to know,
But we came to find the secret and we never let it go.
And it was more than being holy and it was less than being free,
And if you can't recall the reason can you hear the people sing.
Right through the lightning and the thunder to the dark side of the moon,
To that distant falling angel that descended much too soon
And come dry your eyes.
Come dry your eyes.

Thoughts And Expression...

"And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you..."
-Friedrich Nietzsche


“They say that what you mock
Will surely overtake you
And you become a monster
So the monster will not break you…”
-Bono

"These things that have comforted me I drive away
This place that is my home I cannot stay..."
-Bruce Springsteen


"What I feared has come upon me; what I dreaded has happened to me..."
-Job

Of Being and Silence...Hmm..."...deep calls to deep..."

“Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights. No one said a word to him, because they saw how great his suffering was” (Job 2:13 TNIV).

I found this passage from Job intriguing as his friends came and just sat with him, to be with him, and in this way comfort him. The text is explicit, “…No one said a word to him…” and in certain seasons it is silence alone and the presence of another human being that is comforting. Another person with you, next to, the felt, tangible proximity of another life brings life and healing. This is difficult however, as we want to speak, to help, to add our voice because we think our words will help (and they may at times) but for Job it was his friends with him in silence that brought the comfort. It is when they spoke and offered all the words that Job was not comforted, he was troubled and in the end when God showed up it was Job’s prayer for his friends that brought resolution, restoration, and healing.

In the midst of the mess and the darkness more was going on than Job knew, nor could possibly know apart from God telling him. God did not abandon Job - rather he loved him in the pain, he cried, screamed and sat with Job through it all and Jesus manifested all of this during his life with us on earth. All the emotions, all the depth of suffering and death – even God wept for us, with us, and watered the earth with his blood and tears. God came to be with us, to experience life with us in all that this life can throw at us, both beautiful and horrible.

It is when we can simply be and are still with each other and sit and hang out with, share, hold a hand, breathe with, look at, see love in the eyes of a friend, and know without words in the loudness of the silence the love that is being spoken. This is how another, “…human being refreshes the weariness of my defeated days…” and this is as rare as a precious stone and as beautiful as all the sunrises and sunsets when it happens. We all ache for this, it is “…deep calling to deep…” for a union of souls with each other and at the same time and not without the presence of God. He is the deep in each of us, the enabler of oneness, the grace in life, the beauty in our hearts that is crying to be released and cherished, it the glory we each carry around and yet the world chides and beats back for fear of us being who we really are, free and alive.

So we hide and shrink back and it is at these times that we have the most pain and it as these times that we need the one who will sit with us, walk with us, cry with us, because it is too damn hard to do it alone – we desperately need each other. To be true and authentic, to dispel all the secrets and lies that we carry around with us in the dark places of our being and to let the light of our glory shine and not be afraid is the most difficult task often during the most desperate hours.

Brennan Manning wrote:
"Jesus perceived that the only way to help people experience life as a gracious gift, the only way to help them to prize themselves as grace and treasure, was to treat them as treasure and be gracious to them. I can be anointed, prayed over, sermonized to, dialogued with, and exposed to God’s unconditional love in books, tracts, and tapes, but this marvelous revelation will fall on ears that do not hear and eyes that do not see, unless some other human being refreshes the weariness of my defeated days. Barring prevenient grace, we humans simply will not accept our life and being as God’s gracious gift unless someone values us. We can only sense ourselves and our world valued and cherished by God when we feel valued and cherished by others."

Deja Vu...Prevenient Grace & Remembering...Gun's & Roses - Patience...

Deja Vu...Prevenient Grace & Remembering...Journey - Don't Stop Believin'

Deja Vu...Prevenient Grace & Remembering...Gun's & Roses - Sweet Child of Mine...

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry

She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by

Divine Milieu...Brandi Carlilie - What Can I Say...

Look to the clock on the wall,
Hands hardly moving at all.
Can't stand the state that I'm in
Sometimes it feels like the walls closing in

O lord what can I say
I am so sad since you went away
time time ticking on me
Alone is the last place I wanted to be
Lord what can I say

Try to bury my toubles away
drowns my sorrows the same way
seem that no matter how hard I try
It feel like somethings just missing inside

How rules can I break
how many lies can I make
how many roads can I turn
to find me a place where the bridge doesn't burn

Divine Milieu...Neil Diamond & Waylon Jennings - One Good Love....Really - Is Grace Possible Like This?

"One good love
Can turn it all around
Take hold of a restless heart
And lead it back to solid ground
One good love Can take you to the light
With just one touch you can forget
A thousand empty nights
You can search the world for happiness
And never get enough
And all you really need to find
Is one good love..."



"The songs in your head are now on my mind..."
-Bono

Catherine wrote from Madrid that yes grace is possible like this...and yes, "Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try..."

Divine Milieu...Bruce Springsteen - Two Hearts...

“…Sometimes it might seem like it was planned
For you to roam empty hearted through this land
Though the world turns you hard and cold
There's one thing mister, that I know
That's if you think your heart is stone
And that you're rough enough to whip this world alone
Alone buddy there ain't no peace of mind
That's why I'll keep searching till I find my special one…”

"Words Of The Teacher..."

"Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If they fall down, they can help each other up. But pity those who fall and have no one to help them up! Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken."

"Words Of The Teacher..."

"Frustration is better than laughter, because a sad face is good for the heart. The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, but the heart of fools is in the house of pleasure."

"Words Of The Teacher..."

"What do people get for all the toil and anxious striving with which they labor under the sun? All their days their work is grief and pain; even at night their minds do not rest. This too is meaningless."

"Light is sweet, and it pleases the eyes to see the sun. However many years anyone may live, let them enjoy them all. But let them remember the days of darkness, for there will be many. Everything to come is meaningless."

Divine Milieu...James Taylor - Fire and Rain....

"I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you again

Won't you look down upon me, Jesus
You've got to help me make a stand
You've just got to see me through another day
My body's aching and my time is at hand
And I won't make it any other way..."

Grace...In A Touch...In The Holding Of A Hand...

"To lend each other a hand when we're falling....perhaps that's the only work that matters in the end..."
-Buechner

"But Jesus came and touched them. 'Get up,' he said. 'Don't be afraid.'"
-Matthew

"...we are flesh as well as spirit and that the touch of a hand has its own holiness."
-Buechner

"That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked at and our hands have touched..."
-John

"Every one needs a hand to hold on to..."
-John Mellencamp

Divine Milieu...Neil Diamond - I've Been This Way Before...

Some people got to laugh
Some people got to cry
Some people got to make it through
By never wondering why

Some people got to sing
Some people got to sigh
Some people never see the light
Until the day they die...

Divine Milieu...Bruce Springsteen - Trapped....

Seems like I'm caught up in your trap again
Seems like I'll be wearing the same old chains
Good will conquer Evil And the truth will set me free
And I know someday I will find the key
I know somewhere I will find the key

Seems like I've been playing your game way too long
Seems the game I've played has made you strong
When the game is over
I won't walk out the loser
I know I'll walk out of here again
I know someday
I'll walk out of here again

Well now I'm Trapped
OOh yeah Trapped
OOh Yeah Trapped

Seems like I've been sleeping in your bed too long
Seems like you've been meaning to do me harm
But I'll teach my eyes to see
Beyond these walls in front of me
Someday I'll walk out of here again
Someday I'll walk out of here again

Trapped OOh yeah
Trapped OOh Yeah
Trapped OOh Yeah
Trapped OOh Yeah

Seems like I've been playing your game way too long
Seems the game I've played has made you strong

Trapped OOh yeah
Trapped OOh Yeah
Trapped OOh Yeah
Trapped OOh Yeah

Divine Milieu...Kris Kristofferson and Sheryl Crow - Me & Bobby McGee...

"Freedom's just another word for nothing' left to lose:
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free..."

Divine Milieu...U2 - Mysterious Ways...For Catherine...

(Bono dancing with his daughter)

"She's the wave, she turns the tide
She sees the man inside the child....

One day you'll look back, and you'll see
Where you were held now by this love.
While you could stand there,
You could move on this moment
Follow this feeling.

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
She moves in mysterious ways.
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
She moves in mysterious ways..."

Grace...Simple Grace...

"But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not without effect..."
-Paul

Divine Milieu...Neil Young - Out On The Weekend...Hey Thanks...

See the lonely boy,
out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy,
he tries to speak and
Can't begin to say.

Think I'll pack it in
and buy a pick-up
Take it down to L.A.
Find a place to call my own
and try to fix up.
Start a brand new day.

The woman I'm thinking of,
she loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine, she's in my mind.
I hear her callin'.

See the lonely boy,
out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy,
he tries to speak and
Can't begin to say.

She got pictures on the wall,
they make me look up
From her big brass bed.
Now I'm running down the road
trying to stay up
Somewhere in her head.

The woman I'm thinking of,
she loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine she's in my mind.
I hear her callin'.

Grace...Slipping Through My Fingers...Fumbling With Possibility...

45 Things That Make Life Worth Living For!

1. Falling in love.
2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.
3. A hot shower.
4. No lines at the supermarket.
5. A special glance.
6. Getting mail.
7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.
8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.
9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.
11. Chocolate milkshake (vanilla or strawberry).
12. A bubble bath.
13. Giggling.
14. A good conversation.
15. The beach
16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.
17. Laughing at yourself.
18. Looking into their eyes and knowing they Love you
19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.
20. Running through sprinklers.
21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.
22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.
23. Laughing at an inside joke.
24. Friends.
25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
27. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).
28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.
29. Playing with a new puppy.
30. Having someone play with your hair.
31. Sweet dreams.
32. Hot chocolate.
33. Road trips with friends.
34. Swinging on swings.
35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.
36. Making chocolate chip cookies.
37. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.
38 Holding hands with someone you care about.
39. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.
40. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.
41. Watching the sunrise.
42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.
43. Knowing that somebody misses you.
44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.
45. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.

Hmmm...

"Here is your life. You might never have been, but you are because the party wouldn’t have been complete without you. Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don’t be afraid..."
-Buechner

Divine Milieu...Jewel - Foolish Games...

Hey..."There is a certain pleasure in weeping..." - Ovid

"I'm alright don't I always seem to be..."
-Brandi Carlile

Divine Milieu...Sheryl Crow - Always On Your Side...

"But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear
Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear
Or are you left to wonder, all alone, eternally
This isn't how it's really meant to be
No it isn't how it's really meant to be

Well they say that love is in the air, but never is it clear,
How to pull it close and make it stay
Butterflies are free to fly, and so they fly away
And I'm left to carry on and wonder why
Even through it all, I'm always on your side..."

Divine Milieu...Green Day - 21 Guns...

"Does the pain weight out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Does someone break your heart inside?
You're in ruins....

When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
You're in ruins..."

Divine Milieu...Patty Griffin - Rain...

So Tired Of Being Alone....

"Deep calls to deep..."
The grayness of the sky,
The coolness of the breaking waves,
The hardness of the shoreline,
The nothingness in the wind,
"Deep calling to deep..."
The brokenness of my being,
The desolation of my soul,
The hunger and emptiness in my heart,
The ache of longing, the pain in sighing,
"Deep calls to deep..."
Who will answer?
Who will sit in silence?
Who will kiss me back to life?
Who is not afraid to walk into darkness?
"Deep calls to deep..."

Hmmm...Looking For Space..."Deep Calls to Deep..."

"...they will walk and not be faint..."
-Yahweh

"Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has not my soul grieved for the poor? Yet when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, then came darkness. The churning inside me never stops; days of suffering confront me."
-Job

On the road of experience, I'm trying to find my own way.
Sometimes I wish that I could fly away
When I think that I'm moving, suddenly things stand still
I'm afraid 'cause I think they always will

And I'm looking for space
And to find out who I am
And I'm looking to know and understand
It's a sweet, sweet dream
Sometimes I'm almost there
Sometimes I fly like an eagle
And sometimes I'm deep in despair

All alone in the universe, sometimes that's how it seems
I get lost in the sadness and the screams
Then I look in the center, suddenly everything's clear
I find myself in the sunshine and my dreams

And I'm looking for space
And to find out who I am
And I'm looking to know and understand
It's a sweet, sweet dream
Sometimes I'm almost there
Sometimes I fly like an eagle
And sometimes I'm deep in despair

On the road of experience, join in the living day
if there's an answer, it's just that it's just that way

When you're looking for space
And to find out who you are
When you're looking to try and reach the stars
It's a sweet, sweet sweet dream
Sometimes I'm almost there
Sometimes I fly like an eagle
But sometimes I'm deep in despair
Sometimes I fly like an eagle,
like an eagle
I go flying flying
-John Denver

"Those who are at ease have contempt for misfortune as the fate of those whose feet are slipping."
-Job

"Since it is by God's mercy that we are engaged in ministry, we do not lose heart."
-Paul

"The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing ... not healing, not curing ... that is a friend who cares."
- Henri J.M. Nouwen, from his book Out of Solitude

Divine Milieu...Sheryl Crow - If It Makes You Happy...

"I've been long, a long way from here
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos,
And drank til I was thirsty again....

You get down, real low down
You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train
Well who hasn't been there before?
I come round, around the hard way....

Well, o.k. we get along
So what if right now everything's wrong?"

Paradox and Reality...What Is Really Real?

"Things are not what they seem. We are not what we seem."
-John Elderedge

"Like a splinter in your mind....how deep does the rabbit hole go?"
-Morpheus,from The Matrix

"For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known."
-Paul

Canadians At McDonalds...

I am sitting at McDonald’s in Two Harbors drinking my first coffee of the day. I am not here for the coffee per say, although it is not that bad (and I need the caffine), I am here for the free Wi-Fi so I can post something on my blog, respond to some e-mail and read the Globe and Mail online.

At the table adjacent to mine four women sat down and as I could overhear them talking I was pleasantly surprised to hear a familiar accent or intonation to their words. It was Canadian that they were speaking, the "mum", the "ouut", and the references to familiar geography, Thunder Bay, Ottawa and making comments to the temperature in Celsius.

I commented to them that I was enjoying hearing them speak “Canadian” and in typically Canadian fashion one responded, it is “English” that they were speaking. I don’t think an American would ever respond like that – it is “American” that they speak. I told them I was from Sudbury and I also share a common nationality with them and it is amazing that even though I never saw any of them before, there is some sort of bond or commonality that is experienced simply by virtue of where we were all born. In a country very different from the one all five of us found ourselves in this morning in March.

Again, some of the words of John Irving came to my mind from his novel a prayer for Owen Meany, “Every American should be forced to live outside the United States for a year or two. Americans should be forced to see how ridiculous they appear to the rest of the world! They should listen to someone else’s version of themselves – to anyone else’s version! Every country knows more about America than American’s know about themselves! And Americans know nothing about any other country!”

This morning I miss Canada…

Hmmm...It Is All I Can Say...

"Goodnight Chris Fletcher..."
-J.W.

"Who is Chris Fletcher this night..."
-C.F.

Who is Christopher Fletcher?
What does he do?
What does he like?
What makes his heart swell?
What turns his head?
What does he love?
Where is he headed?

Jesus...Brandi Carlile....The Eye of the Needle...Possible out of the Impossible?

"Indeed, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than..."
-Jesus

Twenty years of pushing pens
Of up the stairs and down again
Should've learned to style my hair
So I could never sleep at night
I've never mastered eating right
Distracted by the skin I wear

And I'm alive in here somewhere
Cause I can feel me twistin'
I'm so far beyond my years
So don't be fooled by today

Hey please, just believe in me
Don't lose your hope so easily
Because passing through the eye of a needle
Isn't as easy as it sounds
For those like me
Yeah yeah

Nothing short of miracles
Can save a small and dying world
That offers no apologies
To lay their hopes and dreams asleep
But pray the Lord their goal to keep
But I still got a soul in me

And old protects ability
And illusions of grandeur
I once was blind but now I see
They got everything for me but grace

Hey please, just believe in me
Don't lose hope so easily
Because passing through the eye of a needle
Isn't as easy as it sounds
For those like me
Yeah yeah
Yeah

And I'm alive in here somewhere
Cause I can feel me twistin'
I'm so far beyond my years
So don't be fooled by today

Hey please, just believe in me
Don't lose hope so easily
Because passing through the eye of the needle
Isn't as easy as it sounds
For those like me
Yeah yeah

If it Weren’t For God, You’d be More Efficient

If it Weren’t For God, You’d be More Efficient

Rich Mullins...Growing Young...Thank-you To The Friends on the Journey...

I've gone so far from my home
I've seen the world and I have known
So many secrets
I wish now I did not know
'Cause they have crept into my heart
They have left it cold and dark
And bleeding,
Bleeding and falling apart

And everybody used to tell me big boys don't cry
Well I've been around enough to know that that was the lie
That held back the tears in the eyes of a thousand prodigal sons
Well we are children no more, we have sinned and grown old
And our Father still waits and He watches down the road
To see the crying boys come running back to His arms
And be growing young
Growing young

I've seen silver turn to dross
Seen the very best there ever was
And I'll tell you, it ain't worth what it costs
And I remember my father's house
What I wouldn't give right now
Just to see him and hear him tell me that he loves me so much

And everybody used to tell me big boys don't cry
Well I've been around enough to know that that was the lie
That held back the tears in the eyes of a thousand prodigal sons
Well we are children no more, we have sinned and grown old
And our Father still waits and He watches down the road
To see the crying boys come running back to His arms

And when I thought that I was all alone
It was your voice I heard calling me back home
And I wonder now Lord
What it was that made me wait so long
And what kept You waiting for me all that time
Was Your love stronger than my foolish pride
Will You take me back now, take me back and let me be Your child

'Cause I've been broken now, I've been saved
I've learned to cry, and I've learned how to pray
And I'm learning, I’m learning even I can be changed…

My Place Today....Coffee and Oatmeal Rasin Cookies...

In North Branch, Mn,this morning enjoying a cup of coffee and some really good oatmeal rasin cookies...looking at a napkin from Caribou Coffee and this is what is on it:

Life's too short for...

Grugdes
Fake anything
Putting profits before people
Over-raosted coffee
Crabby people
Waiting for change to happen
Wifi you have to pay for

"Deep calls to deep..."

"Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me."
-David

"Still I'm so scared,
I'm holding my breath,
While You're up there just playing hard to get,
You who live in radiance,
Hear the prayers of those of us who live in skin,
We have a love that's not as patient as Yours was,
Still we do love now and then,
Did You ever know loneliness,
Did You ever know need,
Do You remember just how long a night can get?
When You were barely holding on,
And Your friends fall asleep,
And don't see the blood that's running in Your sweat,
Will those who mourn be left uncomforted,
While You're up there just playing hard to get?

All I really need to know,
Is if You who live in eternity,
Hear the prayers of those of us who live in time,
We can't see what's ahead,
And we can not get free of what we've left behind,
I'm reeling from these voices that keep screaming in my ears,
All the words of shame and doubt, blame and regret,
I can't see how You're leading me unless You've led me here,
Where I'm lost enough to let myself be led,
And so You've been here all along I guess,
It's just Your ways and You are just plain hard to get..."
- Rich Mullins

"...Cras Quod Cras Quod Cras..."

"Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."

- Shakespeare - Macbeth's, Soliloquy

Ovid - "Est queadam fiere voluptas..."

“Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining
I feel her kiss in the misty rain
And I feel like I'm a rider on a downbound train....

Put on my jacket, I ran through the woods
I ran till I thought my chest would explode
There in the clearing, beyond the highway
In the moonlight, our wedding house shone
I rushed through the yard, I burst through the front door
My head pounding hard, up the stairs I climbed
The room was dark, our bed was empty
Then I heard that long whistle whine
And I dropped to my knees, hung my head and cried...”

-Bruce Springsteen, Downbound Train

My Place Today...At Least This Morning...

"Amicitiae nostrae memoriam spero sempiternam fore..."

"I’m all right, don’t I always seem to be?"...B.C.

I want to sit with someone that I care about and that cares about me and simply be for a long time. For part of a day and into the night, talking when we want to talk, and sharing in the silence when that is all there is. To feel the tangible closeness of two souls next to each other as the slow moments of time elapse. Content, relaxed, at peace – finally arriving at that place where poetic memories are created and captured for eternity.

"Around here it’s the hardest time of year
Waking up, the days are even gone
Though the color of my coat
Lord help me killing off the cold
Where the raindrops sting my eyes
I keep them closed
I don’t feel a lot of pain only the lonely
And my quietest friend
Ever the moonlight, have I let you in
Say it ain’t so, say I’m happy again..."
-Brandi Carlile

Grace In A Book...Words and Sentences...

“…it was meant to be in my hands only after coming from your hands…”

I Have Forgot The Words...

"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words."
-CD

"All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated...As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon, calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come: so this bell calls us all: but how much more me, who am brought so near the door by this sickness....No man is an island, entire of itself...any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."

-John Donne, Meditation XVII, 1624

My Place Today...

I haven't done this for awhile so I thought I would today. In North Branch, Mn writing and doing some reading. Finishing up a paper due tomorrow as well as another smaller assignment. Also, enjoying some distractions, talking to some friends, posting on my blog, and I went for a walk as it is beautiful out and the sun is very warm. Having a beer now and soon will be done writing for the day.

Grace In Falling and Holding Hands...In The End...

Gracious, approachable, exceptional, a breath of fresh air, a good heart, likable:

“But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this

There’s only one thing you should know
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter”

-Linkin Park

Grace..."Yes You Do..."

"Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try..."

"The songs in your head are now on my mind..."




"One day you'll look back, and you'll see,
Where you were held now by this love.
While you could stand there,
You could move on this moment..."
-Bono

"You say you'll give me eyes in the moon of blindness,
A river in a time of dryness,
A harbour in the tempest.
All the promises we make, from the cradle to the grave.."
-Bono

On My Mind and Heart Tonight...Grace In Being Honest...& Human...

“Jesus wept.”

"Nothing will give us so much strength as being fully known & fully loved by fellow human beings in the Name of God."
-Henri Nouwen



“A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out…”

"My soul is in deep anguish. How long, LORD, how long?"

"How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and day after day have sorrow in my heart?"

"My God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer, by night, but I find no rest."

"Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted. Relieve the troubles of my heart and free me from my anguish. Look on my affliction and my distress and take away all my sins."

"All day long they surround me like a flood; they have completely engulfed me. You have taken from me friend and neighbor— darkness is my closest friend."

"So my spirit grows faint within me; my heart within me is dismayed."

Thoughts...Jackson Brown, William Butler Yeats, Jeremiah & Edvard Munch...

"Well it's just that I've been losing for so long,
I'll keep on moving,
Things are bound to be improving these days,
One of these days--
These days I sit on corner stones,
And count the time in quarter tones to ten, my friend,
Don't confront me with my failures,
I had not forgotten them..."
-Jackson Brown


"A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death."
- William Butler Yeats

“Why did I ever come out of the womb to see trouble and sorrow and to end my days in shame?”
-Jeremiah

Thought From Bono...

Johnny, take a dive with your sister in the rain
Let her talk about the things you can't explain.
To touch is to heal, to hurt is to steal.
If you want to kiss the sky, better learn how to kneel
On your knees, boy!

She's the wave, she turns the tide
She sees the man inside the child.

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
She moves in mysterious ways.
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
She moves in mysterious ways, yeah, oh, ah.

Lift my days, light up my nights, oh.

One day you'll look back, and you'll see
Where you were held now by this love.
While you could stand there,
You could move on this moment
Follow this feeling...

Thoughts and Comments on Radiohead's Song "Creep"...

Last week I posted the video of Brandi Carlile singing the Radiohead song “Creep” as the song gave meaning and expression to what I was feeling or experiencing that night, at that particular moment of my journey. This morning I read the comments that my brother Patrick made on the song – I love what he wrote. So I thought I would repost it as it gives great insight into suffering, and movement, and hope in what can and will be possible in light of the lyrics to the song. This part of what Patrick wrote, “I see questioning in the song as an action, a wiggle of the mind to free itself from the ice….” is an apt description of what it means to be moving forward and particularly meaningful to me. It reminded me of a few comments by Anne Lamott, “I’m lurching forward in my life again, and it feels as if someone finally cracked open a window that had been jammed…” and “But I have to believe that Jesus prefers honesty to anything else. I was saying, ‘Here’s who I am,’ and that is where most improvement has to begin…” and “If you have a body, you are entitled to the full range of feelings. It comes with the package.” Being human, real, authentic and all that encompasses and means is what it is to be alive, to have passionate vitality, to be able to speak to the human condition and see the flickering of the, “…the first piece of tinder that will eventually flame into hope and action.” Here are the lyrics to the song and Patrick’s comments:

"Creep” by Radiohead:

When you were here before,
I couldn't look you in the eye,
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry;

You float like a feather,
On a beautiful world,
Your so very special,
I wish I was special;

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here;

I don't care if it hurts,
Because I wanna have control,
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul;

I want you to notice,
When I'm not around,
You're so fuckin' special,
I wish I was special;

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here,

She's running out again,
She's running,
She runs runs runs runs...
Runs...

Whatever makes you happy,
Whatever you want,
You're so fucking special,
I wish I was special;

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here,

I don't belong here...

Comments on “Creep” by Patrick Fletcher

Great song Chris. I love the question, ‘What the hell am I doing here?’ and the realization ‘I don't belong here’. On the surface this seems like an expression of hopelessness, but I see it as the first piece of tinder that will eventually flame into hope and action. But it is clear that the song is a dirge full of suffering.
To come to the realization that one is a ‘creep’ a ‘weirdo’ is painful. Suffering is not a simple phenomenon, it’s multifaceted. Paul Ricoeur offers this appraisal, ‘[s]uffering is not defined solely by physical pain, nor even by mental pain, but by the reduction, even the destruction, of the capacity for acting, of being-able-to-act.’ Dante captures this realization in his Inferno when he describes both Satan and the sinners who occupy the 9th circle of hell as being frozen in ice. Immobility is ultimate suffering.
There are no simple answers to solve the problem of suffering, but I think in the song there are hints of how to proceed. I see questioning in the song as an action, a wiggle of the mind to free itself from the ice. ‘What the hell am I doing here?', is really the same as, Why am I in hell? The realization ‘I don’t belong here’ is the start of a thawing which will make more movement possible. It will lead to another question: If I don’t belong here, where do I belong? And this question is the beginning of hope; hope that there is a place that we can belong, and the start of a quest to find a place to dwell in peaceful activity.

Thought From Mary Chapin Carpenter...

And all you know of where the road goes
Is some place far and unknown
You would think
You would have gotten used to it all by now
But each day it just gets harder
Every journey alone
Never knowing if you'll make it
Back home somehow

And it's hard not to want to turn around
And it's hard not to want to back on down
We're only as brave as we think we are
Only as brave

And it's hard not to want to turn it down
For some guaranteed, soul crushing
Merry-go-round
It would have driven you
Straight into the ground
Driven your down

And the three greatest gifts of moving on
Are forgiveness, hope and the great beyond
After that perhaps peace can come
Peace will come…

Thought from Jean M. Bloomquist...

"For God's grace embraces our questions as well as our answers & our blindness as well as our vision, just as the sun shines steadily through the night, waiting to illuminate the sky at dawn."

Thought...Jesus...

"But wisdom is proved right by all her children."

Lyrics From Bono...

No, nothing makes sense, nothing seems to fit.
I know you'd hit out if you only knew who to hit.
And I'd join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah, I'd break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in.
'Cause I need it now.
To take the cup
To fill it up, to drink it slow.
I can't let you go.

And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this and act like that.
And you can dream, so dream out loud
And don't let the bastards grind you down.

What are we going to do now it's all been said?
No new ideas in the house, and every book's been read...

Divine Milieu...Sarah McLachlan - Full Of Grace...

The winter here’s cold, and bitter
It’s chilled us to the bone
We haven’t seen the sun for weeks
To long too far from home
I feel just like I’m sinking
And I claw for solid ground
I’m pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
Oh darkness I feel like letting go
If all of the strength and all of the courage
Come and lift me from this place
I know I could love you much better than this

Full of grace
Full of grace

My love
So it’s better this way, I said
Having seen this place before
Where everything we said and did
Hurts us all the more
Its just that we stayed, too long
In the same old sickly skin
I’m pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
Oh darkness I feel like letting go
If all of the strength
And all of the courage
Come and lift me from this place
I know I could love you much better than this

Full of grace
Full of grace
My love

Divine Milieu...Brandi Carlile - Creep...How I Feel Tonight...

Grace, Spring and Friends...

Last night I was at Chapel at Bethel University in St. Paul and Jane Spriggs was speaking, she was the professor I had for Spiritual Formation class. She spoke on Signs of Spring – A Lenten Chapel and I was very happy that I went as it was good to see and talk with Jane again and her speak about spring, Lent and grace. She used the following during her talk and I really liked it and it fits in perfectly with A Cup of Grace:

A Spiritual Sign of Spring – Grace

“A blizzard of grace is hovering over us, blanketing our transgressions and hiding the ugliness we’re so ashamed of. Maybe it is not so much winter as spring. Grace is pushing shoots up, buds are swelling, joy is trying hard to bloom,”
-Small Surrenders, Emilie Griffin

Thinking about spring and grace reminded me of some of my friends who have been grace to me which Jane defined as, “…God’s love in action…” and I believe that fits with my friends and family whether they realize it or not. Also, I am reminded again of what Hemingway wrote about, “….friends that were as good as spring itself…” and that is how good friends feel, like a beautiful spring day, fresh with hope and possibility.

I was thinking this: Yes, Jesus saves. He is complete, all sufficient, God and Savior. Yet, you can be saved by another person; a person that Jesus moved to come into your life so as to serve his purposes and to bring life, salvation and hope to you. So, it is that Jesus is still the one that saves but he uses people to help one another along the perilous journey we are all on. We are part of a fellowship, friends that hold onto and hold up each other through the challenges and battles we all encounter from time to time. We also then celebrate, dance and sing with each other in the joy filled happy times and make each other smile so when we die there will be smile lines on our faces, traces, reminders of those that touched our souls along the journey.

Divine Milieu...U2 - Stuck In A Moment...

I'm not afraid of anything in this world,
There's nothing you can throw at me that I haven't already heard,
I'm just trying to find a decent melody,
A song that I can sing in my own company...

International Women's Day...Amber & Brooke...

"Perhaps it is no wonder that the women were first at the Cradle and last at the Cross. They had never known a man like this Man ... A prophet and teacher who never nagged at them, never flattered or coaxed or patronised ... who rebuked without querulousness and praised without condescension; who took their questions and arguments seriously; who never mapped out their sphere for them, never urged them to be feminine or jeered at them for being female ... Nobody could possibly guess from the words and deeds of Jesus that there was anything [inferior] about woman's nature."
- Dorothy L. Sayers, from her book, Are Women Human?

Divine Milieu...The Eagles - Peaceful Easy Feeling...

"...And I found out a long time ago,
what a woman can do to your soul,
Ah, but she can't take you anyway,
You don't already know how to go,
and I gotta peaceful, easy feeling,
and I know you won't let me down..."

Divine Milieu...Bruce Springsteen - The Wrestler...

"...these things that have comforted me I drive away,
This place that is my home I cannot stay..."

Divine Milieu...Bruce Springsteen - Better Days...

"...But it's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin
And can't stand the company
Every fool's got a reason to feelin' sorry for himself
And turn his heart to stone
Tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell
And I feel like I'm comin' home..."

Divine Milieu...Bruce Springsteen and Ecclesiastes...Turn, Turn, Turn...

"He has made everything beautiful in its time..."


There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:

a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

Divine Milieu...Bruce Springsteen - When Your Alone...

"...But there's things that'll knock you down you don't even see coming,
And send you crawling like a baby back home,
You're gonna find out that day sugar...It's just nobody knows baby where love goes
But when it goes it's gone gone..."

Divine Milieu...U2 - Hawkmoon 269...

Like a desert needs rain
Like a town needs a name
I need your love.

Like a drifter needs a room
Hawkmoon
I need your love.
I need your love.

Like a rhythm unbroken
Like drums in the night
Like sweet soul music
Like sunlight
I need your love.

Like coming home
And you don't know where you've been
Like black coffee
Like nicotine
I need your love,
I need your love.

When the night has no end
And the day yet to begin
As the room spins around
I need your love
I need your love.

Like a Phoenix rising needs a holy tree
Like the sweet revenge
Of a bitter enemy
I need your love.

Like heat needs the sun
Like honey on her tongue
Like the muzzle of a gun
Like oxygen
I need your love,
I need your love.

When the night has no end
And the day yet to begin
As the room spins around
I need your love
I need your love.

Like thunder needs rain
Like a preacher needs pain
Like tongues of flame
Like a sweet stain
Need your love
I need your love.

Like a needle needs a vein
Like someone to blame
Like a thought unchained
Like a runaway train
Need your love,
I need your love.
Need your love
I need your love.

Like faith needs a doubt
Like a freeway out
Need your love.

Like powder needs a spark
Like lies need the dark
I need your love.

Divine Milieu..."The Weary Kind" From "Crazy Heart"...Incredible Movie...

Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind

You called all your shots
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
Somehow this don’t feel like home anymore

And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

Your body aches…
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate
The days and the nights all feel the same

Whiskey has been a thorn in your side
and it doesn’t forget
the highway that calls for your heart inside

And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

Your lovers won’t kiss…
It’s too damn far from your fingertips
You are the man that ruined her world

Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind

Thought...Bono...

"Like a preacher needs pain....I need your love..."
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Thought...

"But more than anything, I think, we wept for us, and so it is with tears. Whatever be their outward cause, within the chancel of the heart it's we ourselves for whom they finally fall."
-Frederick Buechner

Thought On Grace From Anne Lamott...

"I do not at all understand the mystery of grace -- only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us."

Thought From The Psalms....

"Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing; O Lord, heal me, for my bones are shaking with terror. My soul is also struck with terror ... O Lord -- how long?"
- Psalm 6:2-3

Divine Milieu...U2 - Wake Up Dead Man/Walk On...

Jesus, Jesus help me
I'm alone in this world
And a fucked-up world it is too.

Tell me, tell me the story
The one about eternity
And the way it's all gonna be.

Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man.

Your Father, He made the world in seven
He's in charge of heaven.
Will you put a word in for me....


And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong

Walk on, walk on
What you got they can't steal it
No they can't even feel it
Walk on, walk on...
Stay safe tonight

You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly for freedom

Walk on, walk on
What you've got they can't deny it
Can't sell it, can't buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight

And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on

Home, hard to know what it is if you've never had one
Home, I can't say where it is but I know I'm going home
That's where the hurt is

I know it aches
How your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on

Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you steal
All this you can leave behind
All that you reason
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up
All that you scheme.

Divine Milieu...Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb...

"...There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb..."

Divine Milieu...U2 - The Wanderer...Tribute To Johnny Cash...

"...I went out searching, looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his father's right hand.
I went out walking with a bible and a gun
The word of God lay heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one.

Now Jesus, don't you wait up, Jesus I'll be home soon.
Yeah, I went out for the papers, told her I'd be back by noon.
Yeah, I left with nothing but the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you.

Yeah, I went with nothing, nothing but the thought of you.
I went wandering..."

Divine Milieu...ABBA - Know Me Knowing You...

When I was younger, I use to listen to ABBA a lot. I remember hearing this song but the profound truth and pain in the lyrics meant nothing to me then. Now listening to it, the reality of the experience they are singing about is so real. In some ways it is amazing the truth that can be in a pop song from a long time ago. Maybe that is why ABBA was so popular, there was something to their lyrics that spoke to the human condition...

No more carefree laughter
Silence ever after
Walking through an empty house, tears in my eyes
Here is where the story ends, this is goodbye
Knowing me, knowing you
There is nothing we can do

Knowing me, knowing you
We just have to face it, this time we're through
(This time we're through, this time we're through
This time we're through, we're really through)

Breaking up is never easy, I know but I have to go
(I have to go this time
I have to go, this time I know)
Knowing me, knowing you
It's the best I can do

Mem'ries (mem'ries), good days (good days), bad days (bad days)
They'll be (they'll be), with me (with me) always (always)
In these old familiar rooms children would play
Now there's only emptiness, nothing to say
Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)
There is nothing we can do

Knowing me, knowing you (ah-haa)
We just have to face it, this time we're through
(This time we're through, this time we're through
This time we're through, we're really through)

Breaking up is never easy, I know but I have to go
(I have to go this time
I have to go, this time I know)
Knowing me, knowing you
It's the best I can do

Divine Milieu...U2 - Stay (Far Away So Close)...

Green light, Seven Eleven,
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes.
You don't smoke, don't even want to.
Hey now, check your change.
Dressed up like a car crash
Your wheels are turnin' but you're upside down.
You say when he hits you, you don't mind
Because when he hurts you, you feel alive.
Oh, is that what it is?

Red lights, grey morning
You stumble out of a hole in the ground.
A vampire or a victim
It depends on who's around.
You used to stay in to watch the adverts
You could lip synch. to the talk shows.
And if you look, you look through me
And when you talk, you talk at me
And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing.

If I could stay, then the night would give you up.
Stay, and the day would keep its trust.
Stay, and the night would be enough.

Faraway, so close
Up with the static and the radio.
With satellite television
You can go anywhere:
Miami, New Orleans
London, Belfast and Berlin.

And, if you listen, I can't call.
And, if you jump, you just might fall.
And, if you shout, I'll only hear you.

If I could stay, then the night would give you up.
Stay, and the day would keep its trust.
Stay with the demons you drowned.
Stay with the spirit I found.
Stay, and the night would be enough.

Three o'clock in the morning
It's quiet, there's no one around,
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel runs to ground.
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel hits the ground.