April 12, 2006 - 03:27 AM
Cyndi -
Dad,
Hard to believe it is three weeks to the hour since you passed away and nearly 200 posts. As you would often do when we drove and talked; I will let the lyrics speak for me tonight. Miss you and your keen ability to make sense of this human life. I look at your photo tonight and these lyrics sound in my head. The CD definitely sounds better than my singing.
Well I have lived ten years plus ten
And ten and ten again
I have seen too much to pretend
I have survived all of the lies
They made me wise
The locks and walls and the peace it buys
Still when I look into your eyes
It's a surprise when you say
It's gonna be all right
It's gonna be okay
Just hold on tight
Let it all go away
Well I plead mercy, mercy
I do not know what this all means
It's been awhile since I been stylin'
In just my jacket and my jeans
It hurts to walk it hurts to talk
It hurts to think about it
Shout about it
Could I be sure without a doubt
That you could never live without
Now I am kneeling at the alter
In the temple of your eyes
And I am asking for a miracle
I have been too long paralyzed
When you say get up and stand up
And climb the rope of hope
And open up again
Oh the peace you say is promised me
Seems too much to comprehend
Lyrics by Melissa Etheridge/Part of song Mercy/Album Lucky
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