Sharing scars with a brother over breakfast
Just so thankful to have my brother there
We have fought on as long as God has kept us
Told him it isn’t war that makes me scared
It's the feeling that I could never speak it
What I see when I close my heavy eyes
Look around, wonder why no one will see it?
Well, at least he and I won’t be surprised
Take hold
Raise your light
Keep close
I’ve got mine
I have never been settled in these valleys
Restless, circa 1993
29, there are losses I can’t tally
What on earth are we ever guaranteed?
Never thought I could live through my mom dying
I was cut from her cloth and I was proud
I could never cheat death with all my striving
Try to swerve but there’s just no way around
Take hold
Face your night
Love bold
Make it right

Moonlight hit the cross up on the hill
Pulled the sitting branch into its shadow
Sat inside the center of His will
Wondering how a saint could be this sad though
But the sorrow can’t make my spirit reckless
When I mine for the diamonds underneath
Like I did with my brother over breakfast
As the ropes around our necks turned into wreathes
Stay calm
Face this fight
God’s palms
We’ll be fine
Wounds close
Over time
Keep close
I’ve got mine