Tunesday-Volcano

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You give me miles and miles of mountains and I’ll ask for the sea.

Don’t hold yourself like that
cause You’ll hurt your knees
well I kissed your mouth, and back
But that’s all I need
Don’t build your world around
Volcanoes melt you down

And what I am to you is not real
What I am to you, you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I’ll ask for the sea

Don’t throw yourself like that
In front of me
I kissed your mouth, your back
Is that all you need?
Don’t drag my love around
Volcanoes melt me down

What I am to you is not real
What I am to you, you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I’ll ask
What I give to you is just what I’m going through
This is nothing new, no, no just another phase of finding
what I really need is what makes me bleed
But like a new disease, Lord, she’s still too young to treat
Volcanoes melt you down
She’s still too young +what I am to you+you do not need+is not real
I kissed your mouth
You do not need me

 

I’m Gonna Make This Place Your Home

Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found

Just know you’re not alone
Cause I’m going to make this place your home

I thought a lot about home while I was on vacay in West Virginia. It was so nice to be with my dear friend from high school. We talked about everything. It’s a wonder my throat isn’t sore and my jaw doesn’t ache from all the chatting. Being with Tracy and my new friend, Teenie was so easy. There was no reason to be “ON” or to entertain each other. We were able to just, be. Tracy took me all over the countryside and showed me her beautiful home state. As we drove the country roads, I got so confused about what state we were in. You’d travel down one road and be in Maryland. Then you’d travel to another town and be in Virginia. Then you’d travel down another road and be back in West Virginia. I’m so directionally challenged I use a GPS to find my way out of a paper bag.

As I traveled to West Virginia, I wrote down thoughts or what I call “word doodles”. I shared some of them with you all in some of my posts. I wrote some on the way home too. But then I heard the song Home by Phil Phillips. I don’t watch American Idol much but when I heard the young man sing this song, I fell in love with it. The lyrics are simple but explain the feeling of home perfectly. Home is wherever the love of your life is. I know where ever I am, and Roger Darling is, I’m home. All I have to do is stand beside him, he’ll put his hand in mine and I’m safe. I can land after all of the flying around I tend to do. He grounds me. He’s my constant and my center.

I have no guarantees in this life. I know that. However, I do have one. And that is the unconditional love of my Roger Darling. I don’t know many people who can say that about their partner. I will never, ever be loved as completely as I am by him. I will be forever grateful for that and for him. His love makes me want to be a better person. May you all be half as blessed as I am. I’m so glad to be home after my first solo road trip.

Goodnight and I wish you all good love.