-Champion-

o anxious one


Are you scared of me?
don't want to hurt you, please, believe.
I don't have plans for your undoing.

Please. Believe.
Please. Let me.
Let me love you.

Do you hide from me?
I won't light a fire if you don't want to be seen.
But I will abide, and my love remains free.

Please. Believe.
Please. Let me.
Let me love you.

O, anxious one.
I know you better than most anyone.
(Why, why? Why?)
O, guarded one.
I love you better than most anyone.

let me in


I kept my weapon near
a sword made dull by fear
no good for cutting a path.
I kept my shame in close
I was afraid to show
something that wasn't good as gold.

You say, Let me in to that place,
Let me in to your space.
Let me in to you.

You feared the weight of sin
would bruise my tender skin
maybe your touch would cool my blood.
But you told me late one night
love put those fears to flight
For I saw a father in your eyes.

I say, Let me in to that place,
Let me in to your space.
Let me in to you.

You do not turn the earth
nor determine my worth
I pray I never crown you as a god.
I do not turn the earth
nor determine your worth
I pray you never crown me as your god.

joseph


Under the rushes green
they sat by a singing stream
and he told her her hands
were the loveliest he had seen.
Down by the river wide
he pulled her into his side
and blessing her forehead, he
called her his shining bride.

Those were the days Joseph believed in love, again.
Those were the days she wanted to be a child, again.
She was afraid to be needed,
she was afraid to be seen,
she was afraid to be loved.

All through the golden grain
come summer sun or rain
they sang like the swallows,
and danced like the burning flames.
Within their dreaming minds
they memorized every line
and reverencing contour, they clung
to the holy vine.

Those were the days Joseph believe in love, again.
Those were the days she wanted to be a child, again.
She was afraid to be needed,
she was afraid to be seen,
she was afraid to be loved.

Under the fallen snow
lay the father she used to know
and as warm muscles held her
a cold mem'ry haunted her bones.
There in the dark of night
she wept like a tiny child
and asked him a thousand times
if she made a good wife.

Those were the days Joseph believed in love, even still.
Those were the days she waited on the good Lord to fulfill.
There is no shame in being needed,
There is no shame in being seen,
There is no shame in being loved.
There is no shame in being needed,
There is no shame in being seen,
THERE IS NO SHAME IN BEING LOVED.

that guy


Who's that guy with the light in his eye,
old-fashioned face and the terrible tie?
I want to know.
Who's that there with the messy brown hair
arms all folded, leanin' back in his chair
Where is he from?

Well he's probably just some scoundrel,
on his way out of town.
And he's probably got some woman
cryin' to her mama how he done let her down.
But I want to know, cause I surely know
that that man, he oughta be mine.
I want to know that guy.

So, who's the man with the hard-workin' hands,
askin the old lady if she'd care for a dance -
she lights up like a kid.
I mean him, nursin' whiskeys and gins,
it's evident that small-talk is just torture for him:
he cuts to my quick.

Well he's probably just some scoundrel,
on his way out of town.
And he's probably got some woman
cryin' to her mama how he done let her down.
But I want to know, cause I surely know
that that man, he oughta be mine.
I want to know, so I'm gonna know
that guy.

champion


One bright morning, I was standing
by the corner, near the church
when I desperately thought
of the sanctuary's worth.
I was humbled by the goodness
and the silence of the word,
so I got down on my knees
and this is what I said.

Flesh and blood is all I am,
made of dust and born of the mud -
be my champion.
'Cause in the street I cry,
be my heart, be my friend, be my healer
all of my days.
Lord, be my champion.

As a child, I would wander
singing words of tenderness
I broke my limbs to reach the heights
and on silence I was fed.
But now I'm older, and I wander
tryin' to find the one I love
I can sense him standing near
as I sing for him this song.

Flesh and blood is all I am,
made of dust and born of the mud -
be my champion.
'Cause in the street I cry,
be my heart, be my friend, be my healer
all of my days.
Lord, be my champion.

Lord, I know that you are the one.
Say, Lord, I know that you are the one.

the oldest story


The bigger the boom, the wider the wound. The colder the rooms in
this tomb of a house where we used to go waltzing: alone.
The warmer the air, the awkward way you braid my hair. Your sweater
thrown over the chair in the hall, where my mother first called you
her own son, that day.
The steeper the stairs, the sharp words we spoke over there. The
protesting chin and the half-hearted glare; the bend of your wrists
as you cradle my head.
You cradle my sobbing head.

controlled burn


Oh my life, my life, my life
it stretches behind me
And I see all the miss-steps
and the poorly-timed kisses.
And I ache, I ache, I ache
when I see all the nothing
that could have been something
that should have been you.

But in this forest full of second chances,
your heat-wave pulls me under.
In this forest full of second chances,
your green-sap draws me upward.
In this forest full of second chances,
my delight is your thunder.
In this forest full of second chances,
this child is recovered.

Oh my bones, my bones, my bones
they're dry as a desert
And the tomb is still barren
And the ghost still has power.
And I thirst, I thirst, I thirst
as I lick off the pavement
as if it gives me water
as if it gives me you.

But in this forest full of second chances,
your heat-wave pulls me under.
In this forest full of second chances,
your green-sap draws me upward.
In this forest full of second chances,
my delight is your thunder.
In this forest full of second chances,
this child is recovered.

pem


I know you're right, and I know you love me -
often better than I even love myself.
I feel like a child, but I need you to hold me:
Guess I'm finally getting over that dry spell.

Sometimes it feels like love just evades you
takes a walk across the stage, and then it leaves
Sometimes it seems like people replace you
what's the point of wearing my heart on my sleeve?

Is it always worth the tears that fall -
Are they gonna come if I love at all?
I could play it safe, play it safe, play it safe
I could hide away, hide away, hide away
I can't live that way...

Inside a room without any curtains,
you're afraid that somebody just might look in
so it's easier to say that nobody's home, then,
that way there's no risk of showing any skin.

You spoke of the heart, but you gave me nothing:
just some songs you liked and words that sounded wise.
you spoke about trust, about virtue, and trying -
and dragged your pride behind you like a tattered kite

Is it always worth the tears that fall
are they gonna come if I love at all?
I could play it safe, play it safe, play it safe
I could hide away, hide away, hide away
I can't live that way, no...

I call your bluff: you call me 'bitter'
I call you love: you call me 'sister'
I call your bluff: you call me 'bitter'
I call you love: you call me 'sister'...

Well it's always worth the tears that fall.
And they're gonna come if I love at all.
I won't play it safe, play it safe, play it safe.
I won't hide away.

simon (petros)


Out of heaven comes a steady rain
glory feels so heavy, beauty feels like pain
Out of darkness comes a steady light
against all my reason, I put up a fight

Oh, if I could love you more than all the saints
and angels combined
if I could give you just one tiny thing
it would be my own life.

Rivers carve the valleys on my face
I told you I'd not leave you, but I have run away
As the coldness settles on my back
who is the greatest lover? You said you are I AM

Oh, if I could love you more than all the saints
and angels combined
if I could give you just one tiny thing
it would be my own life.

Teach me how to care and not to care
I've nullified your language
with judgments I could spare
Teach me how to feed and how to eat
tell me once again, love, what you saw in me.

Oh, if I could love you more than all the saints
and angels combined
if I could give you just one tiny thing
it would be my own life.

O, Bonitas! O, Bonitas! O, Bonitas!

dismantled by love


My mother raised me to be a lover of the truth:
she said don’t ever compromise it.
Even if lying might be easier to do:
it’s a hellhole of disguises.

All the true heroes know when to run
Lowered eyes and faithful footsteps
All the true heroes are martyred for love
The greatest conquer'r conquers himself

It’s better to be dismantled by love
that’s as pure as running water
Than be soothed by a fire built on sterile desires
You look to as to slaughter

Lust is a coward, a liar, a beast
And it waits between the pages
Poisoning hearts with sated duplicity
Starving souls within its cages

I ask you brothers, I ask you men
For the love of all that’s holy
Release the stallion trapped in its pen:
Regain a thirst for who you should be.

It’s better to be dismantled by love
that’s as pure as running water
Than be soothed by a fire built on sterile desire
You look to as to slaughter

O precious child, O tiny kid
Startled at a third-grade party
You can’t forget the images that sped
‘Cross the screen: you’re no longer free.

All you who listen, woman or man
You’re not defined by what’s been stolen
And there is no limit to the creamy-sweet land
There’s no bondage that can’t be broken

the tension


A woman's heart is quite like the sea
a man's is more like the earth.
He is vexed by close-ness, and she
is vexed by the depth of her worth.
They're hurt by the limits of words.

I will love you so much that I'll tear you down.
I will love you so much that I'll tear you down.
I will love you so much I'll tear you down:
I will love you right into the ground.

A prideful man will fancy that he
can gather her reasons like shells.
He will set one foot in her sea
and claim to have conquered her swells.
He'll claim that he knows her so well.

A modest girl is heaven on earth,
she breathes beauty into a man.
But a hasty woman scatters her pearls
and sends fire all across the land.
She clings to old scorn with old hands.

I will love you so much that I'll tear you down.
I will love you so much that I'll tear you down.
I will love you so much I'll tear you down:
I will love you right into the ground.

Well here's the key, and all the rest.
Here I stand before you in white.
And we sit like kids upon the bed
as the rain shakes through the pines.

I will love you so much that I'll tear you down...
I will love you so much that I'll tear you down...
I will love you so much that I'll tear you down...

I will love you right up from the ground.

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