Boys do cry. Often in dark corners.
Out of sight......afraid to appear vulnerable.
Where can he cry without shame?
Where can he rest his weary heart?
Often in song. In music, he can belt out his emotions instead of choking up.
When his mother passed away, he sang to her.....for her....for Martha.
His song touches me deeply. I'm usually on the verge of tears when i hear it. It was truly a poignant experience seeing him perform this song at a concert several years ago.
"For Martha"
Whenever I run
Whenever I run to you lost one
It’s never done
Just hanging on
Just past has let me be
Returning as if dream
Shattered as belief
If you have to go don’t say goodbye
If you have to go don’t you cry
If you have to go I will get by
Someday I’ll follow you and see you on the other side
But for the grace of love
I’d will the meaning of
Heaven from above
Your picture out of time
Left aching in my mind
Shadows kept alive
If you have to go don’t say goodbye
If you have to go don’t you cry
If you have to go I will get by
I will follow you and see you on the other side
But for the grace of love
I’d will the meaning of
Heaven from above
Long horses we are born
Creatures more than torn
Mourning our way home
- lyrics by bc
Friday, September 09, 2005
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