A song I wrote called Humble:
it's the space behind blue skies
that gets to me every time
and I come undone at the thought
of the stars and you
do you see the waves come crashing down
they sweep away all my words
my senses it may be too much
it's all a bit overflow
I am stricken with awe
as I spill
this warm soft perplexity
I am inches from the ground
and I feel so humble
shreds of cloud in sunset light
with the birds in its cloak
and it's all beautiful in the eyes
of the one that sees
and you play your songs on an old piano
they strike my heart with tender blows
the music of souls colliding
it pierces through every thing
chorus
lingering at the brink of wonder
words don't seem to cut it all
so what's the use of writing
but I love the way I crumble
beneath the weight of the sunrise
mirrored in your eyes
so with the sky in my head
and the world at my feet
I can't help putting it between the lines
I can't help it
I feel.....(so humble)
chorus
I am inches from the ground
and I feel so humble
