Your Shocked, Wordless Heart

All the words have been used, all the roads have been paved All the pictures been taken, and framed All the old invitations are deeply engraved All the wilds have been formally claimed All the things have been said, all the vows have been sworn All the sentences lined up just right Oh but wait - they have never been said on this morn - In this voice - on this street - in this light All the prophets have cast off their robes and retired All the world has become very old All the most antique earthenware already fired The legends already been told All the words have been used, yes, but here’s one that’s new All glinting, and peach-fuzzed, and lilting Oh the babies are marching, their lines breaking through And the old world is tilting - and tilting All the roads have been paved, all the forest floors swept Nothing happens we don’t recognize Oh but look - there’s a tear that has not yet been wept There are kisses, and fights, and surprise All the things have been said, all the vows have be...

I know that the secret is starting to write And seeing where memories take me But I find myself sitting here into the night ‘Cause some of those memories shake me I got in my car and drove three hundred miles And the radio sang me old songs About sunshine and sweethearts and summertime smiles And dark days and shattering wrongs Just like in those songs, I felt free on the road From work site to truck stop to diner Then it hailed and it rained and, like magic, it snowed And between times, could not have been finer Now, I get that the thing is to write what is true And dig to the heart of what matters But what if the templates have not worked for you And the fairytale ended in tatters? And what if you just can’t be sure what comes next And you’re feeling your way as you go? And delight comes in places you’d never expect And you’re questioning all that you know? Yes I know that the secret is starting to write And seeing where memories take me But I find myself sitting here into the night ...