hung out with one of my favorite people, songwriters, brothers this morning. and it’s been a long-time coming. listened to the record he and I created 6 years ago now. here’s to a new beginning.
so glad this dude is back in town. missed him.
part 2 || miss liz young | sunset in franklin on April 10, 2014 || #beautiful
live in leeds, 7-24-2013
what if things happen for a certain reason at one point
and then, say, six years down the road it starts to open up
you see why it didn’t
you see why things didn’t surface the way you had thought
then this thing happens
walks back in
you do not expect
they step into your car
you suddenly feel six years younger
you remember what it is to feel
to be excited
you thought it was dead
but it’s not
it was ingrained
“you’ve gone a million miles
how far did you get
to that place where you can’t remember
and you can’t forget.”
what if time was waiting
and you just now realized it
i played this song in my headphones one day in india that was once sunny that turned into a storm while i was in the sky in a plane.
thinking it was going down. electricity flowing inside and out; as if the soul was about to depart. wires clicking, the body of the plane ticking.
praying “i know that i am going to die today, God—but please let me go down with the plane. i do not want to have a heart attack.”
i never really tell that story in full.
i’ll never think of it the same;
and even more what it means to live.