The Shape Awaits, the Words Proceed

Greetings from the new man who has recently arose with spiritual rejuvenation and enlightenment from the attendance the pair of BGR talks held in fellowship the past fortnightly saturdays.

Ok forget that, it sounded too artificial lol. But sincerely, the series of "intimate" seminars have truly shed light on a few of my most shadowy of doubts pertaining to the matter. And because of these things, my Switchfoot obsession has again not failed to manifest, and it is with great pleasure for me that I share this wonderful song "Easier than Love", which has been newly uploaded RIGHT there -->

So please listen, and don't get put off by the first word of the song; this is one of those I can really identify with in this modern society :D.

Below - nothing that's gotta do with what I said on top.

The Shape Awaits, the Words Proceed

He’s been sleeping inside your head
from the time you first opened your eyes
He slowly wakes up in the cold dark night
his boundaries are always so grey
He pacifies your dreams
and haunts the lights
You can never ensure
that he turns out right.
He gives you wings of grace
but threatens to steal them
feather by feather
lest you lose your own race
You can’t really hold him in your hands
Sometimes he’s too slippery
Sometimes he’s the only oasis
in these washed out lands.
Sometimes there are others around,
but they're still part of him.
You know he’s there forever till death
but his last vestiges avoid your eyes
till final, final breath.

I know someone who knows him really well.

Do you?

~tc©

"The future is a question mark with kerosene and electric sparks."

Switchfoot

"Burn out Bright"