Just a little song I wrote yesterday… I hope you enjoy it.

 

 

The Place Where I Once Was
(© 2011 Dan Schaumann)

The first time
I got there well I painted pictures with my fingers
Deep into the softness of your skin

And that line
I drew, well did you trace it, did you comprehend
The meaning of the shape I’d plant within

The first time
I got there well I took your hand, I savoured every
Moment it was held inside of mine

I’m grateful but there’s still so much I need to learn
Of how to pencil in an uphill climb

And I wonder
Was this life made up for falling
Or was it designed for crawling to the place where I once was

And I wonder
If it was designed for crawling
Well it sure is prone to failing to protect me from myself

The first time
I got there well I never wished for anything
To stall me or distract me from this world

But I’m blind
I never put the thought into the way I should
Continue with the picture, and now I hate myself for that

And I wonder
Was this life made up for falling
Or was it designed for crawling to the place where I once was

And I wonder
If it was designed for crawling
Well it sure is prone to failing to protect me from myself

In the place where I once was

How do I get back to the place
The place where I belong
How do I get back to the place
The place where I once was

And I wonder
Was this life made up for falling
Or was it designed for crawling to the place where I once was

And I wonder
If it was designed for crawling
Well it sure is prone to failing to protect me from myself

In the place where I once was