Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Dawn of Dreams


When dreamers dream, everybody sees
The pits and the chains and the walls, and they say it’s impossible.
But don’t give up. Dream a little longer!
The chains may break, the walls may tumble down,
You’ll fly over the pits and cry  “I am unstoppable”
So don’t give up! Dream a little longer!

Chris Summertime (c) 2007

Lamenting the Sun

When the moon
Sits on its throne
The light of day
Is swept away
Briefly overthrown

And all the stars
Come line the skies
The sun held down
Stripped of his crown
But no doubt will rise

Chris Summertime (c) 2007

Change My Tune

I’m sick of writing songs that nobody will hear,
I’m sick of singing songs that please nobody’s ear,
I want to change my tune to one that will last,
Forever.
And as it echoes through time,
Eternity, in You, is mine.
Halleluiah
Halleluiah
You are God
Holy are You Lord

Chris Summertime © 2008

When I've...

When I’ve said everything that You want me to say, I’ll stop speaking.
When I’ve heard every sound that You want me to hear, I’ll stop hearing.
When I’ve written every word that You want me to write,
When I’ve sung every song, when I’ve seen every sight,
When I’ve felt everything You want me to feel, I’ll stop feeling.
Then I might find You.

When I’ve failed everything that You want me to fail, I’ll stop failing.
When I’ve lost everything that You want me to lose, I’ll stop losing.
When I’ve trained just as hard as You want me to train,
When I’ve gained everything that You want me to gain,
When I’ve reached every prize You want me to reach, I’ll stop reaching
Then I should find You!

When I’ve gone everywhere that You want me to go, I’ll stop going.
When I’ve done everything that You want me to do, I’ll stop doing.
When I’ve found every thing that You want me to find,
When I’ve tried everything that You want me to try.
When I’ve been everything that You want me to be, I’ll stop being.
Then I will find You.

And I’ll realize that these distractions never defined me.
And I couldn’t see the forest, for all the goddamned trees.

Chris Summertime © 2008