When the Waters Rise
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When the Waters Rise
I went into church Got on my knees and prayed Patiently waited for my God And listened for what He had to say Pass the plate twice, budget adjust Attendance is at an all time low But there is no blame except The one you dont accept as your own The deacon died yesterday While the prayer groups who would meet And pray in Gods will to heal while Cirrhosis, like the bottle, played for keeps But I never shed a tear for the dead Nor do I ever pray in Gods will Or expect a miracle to come for those who Will do just as they feel So Ill take a train If it leaves today And I wont ask for nothing But for me to be on my way For Ive come such a long, long way And Ive still got a ways to go Im taking every turn and twist Through the forks and backroads I'll fall asleep and dream On the flatbed of a railroad car And keep warm when Im Covered by a blanket of stars I'll hear a voice in the stillness of the wind Not when they rise and fall And not to be criticized for what I believe By those who believe in nothing at all For some twenty years Chicago has been my home Even with 10 million people I still felt alone Ill be the one to play the role See that there's no moss on this stone Or feel guilty for wanting to see Something more than what I am shown When the waters rise Ill be leaving this here town And see a stranger coming and tell him If youre smart youll turn around And Ill shake his hand like a friend And leave while wishing him luck And he wishes I could only see That you have to build from the ground up |
Submitted on 2008-09-16 05:49:49 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| this song feels really full. like youre trying to tell me a million things both bluntly and between lines. i know im not following them all. but what i see i like. crazy how you can be surrounded by so many people and yet feel alone [in a purely non-emo/angst kinda way] example: i am crazy active in my church. some days i wonder whether i am the glue holding it together. and yet i feel completely disconnected from the people. mostly people talk to me because they want me to do something or want to know something. there doesnt seem to bemuch personal interest in me as a person which leaves me feeling isolated, used and disconnected. if it wasnt for god i wouldnt be there... i like that you say 'my god' in the first verse. i'll always remember a convo i had with this old scottish man. he was very drunk this one night and we got to talking about god and why i went to church and why he didnt and he said that the best sign off note he ever read was "may your god bless you" kinda like in desiderata when he says something about finding peace with god whatever you find god to be... yeah. i guess youre not forcing your religious stance on others and i respect that. i really like the third verse. it seems to say so much and the warm blanket of stars is a gorgeous image  when the waters rise you gotta get out... kinda hope god told you to build an "ark" before hand... something about his favour... | Posted on 2008-09-23 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ] | This is kind of cool. I like the flow of this piece, it's kind of different. The speaker has an almost world-weary tone, like resignation or acceptance, but at the same time, a kind of dry sense of speaking that catches your eye. | I found this poem kind of unusual, and mildly difficult to follow, but that is where the best poetry comes from, no? i can't think of any changes I would make; i think any changes to it would destroy the integrity of the poem. Keep writing, i hope to see more in the future. -CourtneyLynne | Posted on 2008-09-16 00:00:00 | by CourtneyLynne | [ Reply to This ] | |
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