gratitude

Thanks, Jill, for serious talks with childish snacks.  Thanks, Allyson, for being amazing (because you are amazing).  Thanks, Bubba, for the best hugs.  Thanks, Em, for your caring even when you're feeling your worst.

And thanks to You, for your patience when I am the slowest learner, when I'm still not sure what I've learned.

It's empty in the valley of your heart.
The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you've left behind.

The harvest left no food for you to eat.
You cannibal, you meat-eater, you see
But I have seen the same;
I know the shame in your defeat.

But I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck.

And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways;
I'll know my name as it's called again.

Cause I have other things to fill my time.
You take what is yours and I'll take mine.
Now let me at the truth
Which will refresh my broken mind.

So tie me to a post and block my ears.
I can see widows and orphans through my tears.
I know my call despite my faults
And despite my growing fears.

So come out of your cave walking on your hands
And see the world hanging upside down.
You can understand dependence
When you know the maker's hand.

So make your siren's call
And sing all you want:
I will not hear what you have to say

Cause I need freedom now
And I need to know how
To live my life as it's meant to be.

And I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck.

And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways;
I'll know my name as it's called again.

-- The Cave, Mumford & Sons