Song I Heard Today
Sting “Dead Man’s Rope”
(I copied someone’s insertion style)
A million footsteps, this left foot drags behind my right
But I keep walking, from daybreak ‘til the falling night
And as days turn into weeks and years
And years turn into lifetimes
I just keep walking, like I’ve been walking for a thousand years
It sure feels like a thousand.
Feet that cry out in place of my parched throat,
voiceless in misery,
of the miles wasted and deserted.
Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
What else to fill this soul,
alone,
but emptiness,
for there is nothing in this world to lift me up.
If you’re walking to escape, to escape from your affliction
You’d be walking in a great circle, a circle of addiction
Did you ever wonder what you’d been
carrying since the world was black?
You see yourself in a looking glass with a tombstone on your back
Carried nothing but my self,
condemnation, failure,
and nothing that would lift the gull-on-a-chain, lead shoes,
the compressed sack of life I had become
Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
Walk away in anger, walk away in pain
Walk away from life itself, walk into the rain
And so the rain.
Symbol of so many things,
most of all cleansing rest in the caress of pure water,
the well, spring, deluge.
All this wandering has led me to this place
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness
I’m just hanging here in space
Worse, I was falling, but could not feel it,
hanging already,
being gracelessly unloaded from the gallows,
already gone and awaiting a swift hole in the ground.
Now I’m suspended between my darkest fears and dearest hope
Yes I’ve been walking, now I’m hanging from a dead man’s rope
With Hell below me, and Heaven in the sky above
I’ve been walking, I’ve been walking away from Jesus’ love
Fear of stepping
Out of me
Into Thee
Abdication of the Only Throne
Knowing I’d stolen it from the first.
Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
Walk away in anger, walk away in pain
Walk away from life itself, walk into the rain
For that is the secret, the truth of it,
Turned from the whole miasma of death and despair,
with something that simply cleansed it all,
all I asked for.
All this wandering has led me to this place
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness
I’m just hanging here in space
Glad it was true, I was followed,
pursued and harried, left alone for not a moment
in my fear and guilt,
o’ joy and gladness.
The shadows fall
Around my bed
When the hand of an angel,
The hand of an angel is reaching down above my head
A Spirit of such grasp and poignant reach
I dodged so faithfully for so long
caught me and wrapped me in silken skeins
of faith
of desire.
All this wandering has led me to this place
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness
Now I’m walking in his grace
I’m walking in his footsteps
Walking in his footsteps,
Walking in his footsteps
Never to turn
from the path before me.
Stumble, as may be
but will uphold me
in footsteps resonating that grace
and alone ne’er more.
All the days of my life I will walk with you
All the days of my life I will talk with you
All the days of my life I will share with you
All the days of my life I will bear with you
O’ grace let it be
so fail not me
my faith my suffering
‘til come home me.
Walk away from emptiness, walk away from sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
Walk away from anger, walk away from pain
Walk away from anguish, walk into the rain.
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