Always

04:53
Christopher Wilson
2001
Christopher Wilson

Lyrics

Always

 

it was almost ten now

what is almost

just one minute more

when the minutes pass

pass me right over

into a threshold...I implore

 

in the immediate of this morning

back talk of bitter bits to swallow

see the cracks in the perfect

I see cracks in the pavement I found

and they're dragging those young dreams down

 

so sooner or later doesn't apply at all

in the giving and taking knowing no timing at all

 

always the wonder and the why keeping us here

always and somedays

when the bluest sky is not that clear

 

sitting inside of ten now

packed it up in a hurry

wallowing a way to where

I just don't know

'cause we pressed on the same step

tracks and trails in a scurry

everywhere going nowhere

and nothing to show

 

but the immediate

and the middle of morning

I melt to the touch of a broken crutch

and I deal with the blow

for when nothing is certain

when nothing is sure

what matters so much is where your heart is 

you touch this...it's your only home

 

so sooner or later doesn't apply at all

in the giving and taking

the time you're forsaking

 

always the wonder and the why keeping us here

always and somedays

when the bluest sky is not that clear

  

(Words and music by Christopher Wilson; copyright 2001, Christopher Wilsongs, ASCAP. All rights reserved.)