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This scrapbook on my lap,
a soft head on my shoulder.
Behind these plastic pages
are some fadinâ photographs.
Peculiar fashion styles.
in the corner thereâs a baby,
behind the infantâs smile
is a heart I recognize.
What was I doing then?
Learninâ to take some steps,
walking through adolescence
some thousand miles away.
And up in heaven
God called a meeting.
And in the space that was next to mine,
He chose to write your name.
I never understood our weather here
or how together life and death must dance
But Iâll forever be most baffled by the subtle glances from who I landed.
What are the chances?
Thereâs the place where the story about us started and took the stage.
Itâs been so many days.
But now the brakes are starting to crack.
Feels a little weird looking back
âCause some things have changed,
some things have died.
But somehow youâve stayed the same all this time
I never understood our weather here
or how together life and death must dance.
But Iâll forever be most baffled by the subtle glances from who I landed.
What are the chances?
Some will say that it goes away
I will run and chase it down through that rolling thunder and rain
I will risk myself and all itâs âbout to be, in that storm.
Either way, Iâm gonna stay.
either way, Iâm gonna stay.
Though the waves try to pull me away,
Either way Iâm gonna stay.
- Album:
- Zoetic
- Christmas Madness (EP)
- Life Will Write the Words
- Of Men And Angels: B-Sides (EP)
- Of Men And Angels
- You Gotta Believe
- Do You Feel
- Miscellaneous
- Calendar Days
- The Early Years EP
- Same Air
- Same Air - Single
- Bryce Avary, His Instruments and Your Voices
- Help Me Out - Single
- Cold War - Single
- The Best of A2P to These Days
- Hello, We Are the Militia Group
- Dead and Dreaming: An Indie Tribute to Counting Crows
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 110: March 2003
- SRE Recordings Cornerstone 2005 Rock Sampler