Week 492 // Holy Signs 2

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Signs
I’ve been listening forever
I’ve studied calls of the morning birds
Assigned too much meaning to the minor chords
That they form

And I’ve run out of context
Does the light move across the blinds
To remind me I’m losing time

And into the water we go
Into the water and out of sight
I could swim clear to the opposite shore
To find the perspective I’m looking for

Fall asleep in the afternoon
Shake with a dream I don’t want
Wake with a start as the light falls
And finds its way home

What would I do with context?
Would I sort out the beats of my past
Or decipher what’s coming up next?

And into the water we go
Into the water and out of sight
I could swim clear to the opposite shore
To find the perspective I’m looking for

Holy signs
Oh holy signs
Holy signs
Oh holy signs

And into the water we go
Into the water and out of sight
I could swim clear to the opposite shore
To find the perspective I’m looking for

Notes
Shortly after I decided to name this song “Holy Signs”, I remembered I had already written a song by that name. No matter. It’s my habit to reuse song titles when the mood strikes me, creating a series where there could have been two songs standing all alone. Amazingly, the last Holy Signs came out almost exactly two years ago on April 16th, 2018. That was week 387, if you’re counting.

Of that other song I wrote: “This is a springtime song. As such it is filled with the sun and rain, the warmth and the chill, high hopes and hedged expectations, and at the center of it all a bright, warm light to follow.” That was another kind of spring, and I have to admit that this song had a harder time finding the bright warm light. That said, this is every bit as much a springtime song as the other. Maybe it’s a bit less hopeful, but It longs for cleansing renewal, and perhaps even rebirth. Maybe on the other side of our trials, that’s what we’ve got in store.

~M.E.

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