Blessing

Spent a week just south of leaving
North of checking out
West of believing, that this is how it will always be
You the man in the hat
Me the girl with the hair
Scattered conversations, just trying to get somewhere
You have the eyes of a giant
Losing his armor
Casting off this shield of regret
Cautiously shifting, one foot to another
Anxiously waiting for a change in the weather

So, I’ll be the teacher and you’ll be the lesson
You’ll be the teacher and I’ll be your blessing
We’ll throw out the books, and write our own pages
And find a safe place
To be open

We are the people in this snow globe of time
Stuck to the bottom while the world spins around
We are all waiting for a crack in the bubble
To loosen our grip and make us
Go flying…

Every families got secrets
Thought better left unsaid
Cause the letting go of words, could lead to trouble
And the lonely could just start
Spillin all over and maybe there’d be
No one left to hold us

So, I’ll be the teacher and you’ll be the lesson
You’ll be the teacher and I’ll be your blessing
We’ll throw out the books, and write our own pages
And find a safe place
To be open