Messes Of Men - mewithoutYou
"I do not exist,"
we faithfully insist
sailing in our separate ships,
and in each tiny caravel-
tiring of trying, there's a necessary dying
like the horseshoe crab in its proper season sheds its shell
such distance from our friends,
like a scratch across a lens,
made everything look wrong from anywhere we stood
and our paper blew away before we'd left the bay
so half-blind we wrote these songs on sheets of salty wood
you caught me making eyes at the other boatmen's wives
and heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by their daughters
I'd set my course for land,
but you well understand
it takes a steady hand to navigate adulterous waters
the propeller's spinning blades held acquaintance with the waves
as there's mistakes I've made no rowing could outrun
the cloth low on the mast like to say I've got no past
but I'm nonetheless the librarian and secretary's son
with tarnish on my brass and mildew on my glass
I'd never want someone so crass as to want someone like me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a flashing lure
and I assure you, it was not what it expected it to be!
I still taste its kiss, that dull hook in my lip
is a memory as useless as a rod without a reel
to an anchor-ever-dropped-seasick-yet-still-docked
captain spotted napping with his first mate at the wheel
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
we keep our confessions long and when we pray we keep it short
I drank a thimble full of fire and I'm not ever going back
Oh, my God!
"I do not exist," we faithfully insist
while watching sink the heavy ship of everything we knew
if ever you come near I'll hold up high a mirror
Lord, I could never show you anything as beautiful as you
"I do not exist,"
we faithfully insist
sailing in our separate ships,
and in each tiny caravel-
tiring of trying, there's a necessary dying
like the horseshoe crab in its proper season sheds its shell
such distance from our friends,
like a scratch across a lens,
made everything look wrong from anywhere we stood
and our paper blew away before we'd left the bay
so half-blind we wrote these songs on sheets of salty wood
you caught me making eyes at the other boatmen's wives
and heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by their daughters
I'd set my course for land,
but you well understand
it takes a steady hand to navigate adulterous waters
the propeller's spinning blades held acquaintance with the waves
as there's mistakes I've made no rowing could outrun
the cloth low on the mast like to say I've got no past
but I'm nonetheless the librarian and secretary's son
with tarnish on my brass and mildew on my glass
I'd never want someone so crass as to want someone like me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a flashing lure
and I assure you, it was not what it expected it to be!
I still taste its kiss, that dull hook in my lip
is a memory as useless as a rod without a reel
to an anchor-ever-dropped-seasick-yet-still-docked
captain spotted napping with his first mate at the wheel
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
we keep our confessions long and when we pray we keep it short
I drank a thimble full of fire and I'm not ever going back
Oh, my God!
"I do not exist," we faithfully insist
while watching sink the heavy ship of everything we knew
if ever you come near I'll hold up high a mirror
Lord, I could never show you anything as beautiful as you
Reflections:
This song hits me hard. I know its hard for some people to get into mewithoutYou because of they're style (which seems more like music with poetry than anything you'd find on the radio), but I strongly suggest checking out their CD "Brother, Sister". The lyrics are so strong, convicting, personal, and vulnerable.
"if ever you come near I'll hold up high a mirror, Lord, I could never show you anything as beautiful as you"
Man, this is so good. Just recognizing the fact that there is nothing we could ever do to be even close to as beautiful as God. The best we could do is to hold up high a mirror. I feel like this also really speaks to how we should live our lives. Like, to show God the most beauty, we must be like mirrors, or reflect his love back to him and to the world. Much easier said than done though.
I've been thinking lately about stuff. I'm entering my senior year of college. Haha. Weird. A lot of my friends are working internships this summer. They'll get offers to work there after they graduate I'm sure. But none of the internship jobs they have are jobs I am even close to desiring. Also, unfortunately, all the employers that come to MU for job fairs and stuff like that in the IT departments are all looking for programmers, network administrators, or security specialists. I came to Mizzou for a degree in Information Technologies with a focus in media. Since they offered this, I figured people might come to the school looking for media specialists. Or technology oriented artists. I mean, most of my classes have been over stuff like that, animation, video editing, special effects, 3d design, but NO ONE is coming to MU looking for people to do that. Thanks Mizzou.
Well anyways, I dont know if thats what I want to do anyways. I mean, photography stuff is what I'm really passionate about. My dream is to somehow figure out a way to travel and take pictures, and get paid for it. Or if my photography can somehow collide with ministry. I dont know how that'll pan out long term, with my desires for family and stuff like that, but I'm not really even worried about any of it. I know God has a plan for me and will use me if I'm willing to be used. Its hard knowing the line between "waiting patiently on God" and "waiting and not doing anything". I am a man of action, so I hate waiting around for anything, so its not easy for me. I want to go go go and let the plan play out, but feel like maybe God is just testing me and has something planned for me that I will see later.
I dont know if any of this makes sense, I'm really tired but felt like just typing some things out.
This song hits me hard. I know its hard for some people to get into mewithoutYou because of they're style (which seems more like music with poetry than anything you'd find on the radio), but I strongly suggest checking out their CD "Brother, Sister". The lyrics are so strong, convicting, personal, and vulnerable.
"if ever you come near I'll hold up high a mirror, Lord, I could never show you anything as beautiful as you"
Man, this is so good. Just recognizing the fact that there is nothing we could ever do to be even close to as beautiful as God. The best we could do is to hold up high a mirror. I feel like this also really speaks to how we should live our lives. Like, to show God the most beauty, we must be like mirrors, or reflect his love back to him and to the world. Much easier said than done though.
I've been thinking lately about stuff. I'm entering my senior year of college. Haha. Weird. A lot of my friends are working internships this summer. They'll get offers to work there after they graduate I'm sure. But none of the internship jobs they have are jobs I am even close to desiring. Also, unfortunately, all the employers that come to MU for job fairs and stuff like that in the IT departments are all looking for programmers, network administrators, or security specialists. I came to Mizzou for a degree in Information Technologies with a focus in media. Since they offered this, I figured people might come to the school looking for media specialists. Or technology oriented artists. I mean, most of my classes have been over stuff like that, animation, video editing, special effects, 3d design, but NO ONE is coming to MU looking for people to do that. Thanks Mizzou.
Well anyways, I dont know if thats what I want to do anyways. I mean, photography stuff is what I'm really passionate about. My dream is to somehow figure out a way to travel and take pictures, and get paid for it. Or if my photography can somehow collide with ministry. I dont know how that'll pan out long term, with my desires for family and stuff like that, but I'm not really even worried about any of it. I know God has a plan for me and will use me if I'm willing to be used. Its hard knowing the line between "waiting patiently on God" and "waiting and not doing anything". I am a man of action, so I hate waiting around for anything, so its not easy for me. I want to go go go and let the plan play out, but feel like maybe God is just testing me and has something planned for me that I will see later.
I dont know if any of this makes sense, I'm really tired but felt like just typing some things out.
