Freefall - Stavesacre

Sleepless eyes open wide
Before heaven I stand again
If there's no winning this war tonight
I was wondering
If you could steady my spinning head

And trusting gets harder now
I wish you were here beside me
My failures, my fears and doubts
Have been haunting me
I'm just not who I thought I'd be

Freefall
Weightless and terrified
On I go, crossing over
From living to so alive
And purified
I know weeping is cast for the night
But joy . . .

Thought I was a good man
But fell short of my standards
Now what am I left with?
All or nothing
And my first taste of freedom?

Freefall
Weightless and terrified
On I go, crossing over
From living to so alive
And purified
I know weeping is cast for the night
But joy . . .

If I fall down
If I fail you
When I fall down
When I fail you
I hope to find you there
I hope to find you there
I know I'll find you there
I've always found you there

When I fall down
Down

Freefall
Weightless and terrified
On I go, crossing over
From living to so alive
And purified
I know weeping is cast for the night
But joy
Joy comes in the morning
Joy . . Joy comes in the morning
Joy . . Joy comes in the morning

Commencement

Well, given that myspace is becoming increasingly irrelevant, and facebook is not the best format in which to have blogs, I have decided to start my own.

The posting will probably alternate between frequent bursts of activity and long periods of silence, but that's to be expected, I guess. In either case, it should be a good way to vent, achieve the occasional catharsis, foist my ponderings upon you all, and keep everyone updated should my travel plans become a reality.

Welcome to my blog.

-The title is from C.S.Lewis' book Perelandra, the second volume in his space trilogy which is so much more than just a space trilogy. I highly recommend it.