hopefully at sunset
continuing the conversation
oh the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words
but pouring them all right out just as they are, chaff and grain together
certain that a faithful hand will take them and sift them
keeping what is worth keeping and with the breath of kindness
blow the rest away
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words
but pouring them all right out just as they are, chaff and grain together
certain that a faithful hand will take them and sift them
keeping what is worth keeping and with the breath of kindness
blow the rest away
- ben folds is a potty-mouth | Posted by mike on Jul 08 2007 under Uncategorized, music
