Hope & I [Dusty Floor]

hope and i are dear friends
faith and i, we made amends
grace and i, we meet from time to time to explore the depths
patience sits beside, reminds me that there really is no end
i just can’t remember where i start, & where you begin

see i’m not the kind of bird that’s got some broken down wings
i’m not the sort of girl that doesn’t know how to fix things
but there’s a part of me that wants to get ahold of you
a fleeting moment, our lives done changed … i know we are not through

this is not normal. i do not do this.
but something shone through your eyes that i cannot just dismiss.
see i know i lost my marbles, but i could’a sworn your gun was loaded
i saw myself in its reflection, and i kept that duly noted.

i know you meant one thing by that. but i’m talking the bullets of your words.
straight from your heart and fingers, vocalizing your soul to the world.
i am not just a woman. you are not just a man.
and yeah i know i want things that i do not quite yet understand.

and so I tend to sing in metaphor, I don’t often speak directly.
but you can’t look at a girl like that and expect her not to think of you fondly.
Now I lay flat upon a dusty floor where we stood.
I told myself not to say these things, but I know in my heart, I really should ’cause

hope and i are dear friends
faith and i, we made amends
grace and i, go dancing all along the mountainsides.
sometimes late at night when i see some fire light, it’s true
i remember things i felt before…
i think of you.

see i’m not too proud to say that somedays i’m not a saint
more like a sailor, cursing the odds that we can’t just be what we ain’t
but i think of how things, are so much better than they could’ve been
and so i praise the days i still get to say “i love you” to my friends

i recall your obsidian eyes, looking straight into mine when
you sang to me, you sang to me that my eyes they shine real bright.
yeah you & i were born right on down by the riverside.
that’s where i’ll be, barefoot and smiling if you need a little light…’cause

hope and i are dear friends
faith and i, we made amends
grace and i, we learn again not to break when we can bend.
patience sits beside, reminds me that there really is no end
i just can’t remember where i start, & where you begin.

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