I come from a long line of leavers .. people who abandoned all in search of the next great thing. They never found it .. they died still looking .. died still unhappy! Even tho they "lost" me I've tried hard to see what they were looking for. I have never been able to see it .. only the backs of their heads as they left.
Today I listened to video a wonderfully wise young man who just stirred up some thought about this ... Trent Shelton - Missing Nothing
I heard a song a VERY long time ago and even tho I have not heard it in years the lyrics burden my heart more often than I can tell you .. so if you are out there today "listening" (and I know not many are) stop and look around .. love what you have in your eye now .. not what is bigger .. better .. faster .. more ...
I come from a long line of leavers
Out of the garden gate with an apple in their hands
I expect and I believe
You're gonna run out of love
You're gonna give me the shove
'Cause that's the thing that lovers do
Then there's you
You found me cynical and jaded
You lifted my mask and lightened me up
And when my black eyes have faded
I found they were not gouged
Had the coal in my mouth
I've never seen the old age new
And then there's you
You're the only one
Who knows my secrets
You're the only one
Still you're the only one
Who never leaves
And I wake up to this mystery
I betrayed you with a little kiss
I thought you'd find someone better
And you forgave me even for this
Came to the upper room
You dragged me from the tomb
There is none both good and true
Then there's you
