For the First Time

This is a song that I wrote several months ago and as soon as I finished I kind of dismissed it. But recently when working on the Ready or Not album with Regan, we tried bringing it back and I really like the new sound. It's basically about those rough times that we go through and how vital it is to go to others that have dealt with similar things. With such an expanded body of friends, there is always experience out there to go to and learn how to deal with those things better. All I know is where I've been not where to go.


For the First Time
These broken eyes
Seem to see
The empty lies
I tell to me

What you have gotten through, holds true to me now

    You've seen this before
    Yeah, you've been through this door
    But I am here for the first time

    And all that I know
    Is where I've been not where to go
    Cause I am here for the first time

Wisdom goes
Further than I see
And the Lord knows
That I am weak

What you have gotten through, holds true to me now

Oh just to see a smile
On a face that's seen this day
Oh yeah and I can see the miles
But I know I'll be carried through the gray

I Wrote You

Even the best father on this world doesn't compare to The Heavenly Father.


I Wrote You

A love song seems so far away
But I am here
Daughter of mine you need not sway
Cause I am here

    I wrote you
    I wrote you
    I wrote you
    Cause I love you

Do not fear this hand
For it is mine
Don't run towards the world's demands
Cause you are mine

At Least I Should

Sometimes, life gets hard. Let's be honest, sometimes life sucks. My head plays a picture that is not what my eyes end up seeing. I built up this image, this vision of how I wanted things to end up and mentally penciled it in my plan. Obviously, my plan didn't work. What I wanted to happen didn't and what I didn't want did. I think that is something that we all go through. Then how encouraging are the words of Romans 8:28? God works it out for the good of those who love Him and have been called according to His purpose. That's so hard for me to get sometimes though! It all works out for the good even when I don't see it. There's kind of this dichotomy knowing the truth but not always getting it. And my prayer now is to not doubt but trust.


At Least I Should

Pain sings me a song
Of what went wrong
And it's stuck in my head

Dreams don't cease to dwell
They know all too well
The ground that I tread

    And I know that it works out
    All for the good
    All for the good

    And I know there's no need for doubt
    Or at least I should
    At least I should

Breath flees from my chest
Bird from the nest
With no solid ground

Words, words hit the floor
Forgetting their soar
But don't land with a sound

 The stars fade behind you
 And I fade behind you

Love, Be Not Still

I originally started writing this song in Northern Ireland when I took a little time for some reflection and walked to the shore on this beautiful spot. It was so bright and sunny with a gentle breeze. During the trip I was just thinking about love and where it comes from to where it goes. How amazing is it that there is a God who pours out a love that flows into us? But that's not where it ends! His love comes into us that we can share it and spread it. Let HIS love fill me up so much that it comes pouring out of me! I just envision this waterfall/rapids/river/whirlpool of love raining down that doesn't know how to sit still but shoots out to everything nearby that receives it. Don't let your love be still! I want to be a kitchen strainer that rests underneath the endlessly pouring fountain and doesn't hold it but lets it come out in all directions. I'm probably mixing the metaphor somehow now but it's something that I've been thinking a lot about lately. AND IT'S SO EXCITING!!! The love that comes from HIM! We have access to it and we can share it! How beautiful a relationship is that??


Love, Be Not Still

Love, be not still
Let the cup be over filled
Spread oh fire, so wild
Love, be not still

Singing, Grace, come fill the skies
Oh what mercy beheld by these eyes
Where death finds its demise
Grace, come fill the skies

Life, with endless days
is the blood within these veins
I was once dead until
Life, with endless days

Oh death, where's your sting?
When the trumpet voices sing
Arms up in victory
Death, where's your sting?

And Love, be not still
Let it carry you up the hill
Not by my strength but His
Love, be not still

 Taken by awesome photographer Gabby Huerta later by the spot where

I got the idea for this song.

From This Place

This is the song I decided to name the blog from. I feel like it is very important in meaning and I really enjoy playing it. It is a progression of describing my state in weakness and builds into the strength that isn't mine. I think it is something that can be applied to many places in life. From this place. This place of frailty and inability that is my own doing. But I don't stay there. You take me from this place.


From This Place

I've built
These walls
But they all just came down
For all to see

The light
Revealed
What had been here
From the beginning

With a tongue
Concealed
Behind a white fence
And no words take hue

These eyes
Were hidden
Behind the blinds but
You saw straight through

I can't
Stand up
On my own
I need
Your strength
Cause you broke
To the heart
That no one else could
And took me from this place.

Searchlight

Finally! The new songs! You probably haven't heard this one. I finished this one at the end of last semester. I kind of wrote this about a specific lifestyle and its emptiness. Sometimes people say that they are looking for answers but they don't even actually try. What good are your eyes if you don't see light?

Vision blurs at the edge
Becoming a vignette
Smoke stains the air
From a fearless cigarette

Knowledge free from desire
That settles on the dusty floor
Tread on by apathy
Unaware of more

    You've been searching but you haven't found
    The problem is your own eyes
    That don't see the searchlight

You're still waiting on
The windows to fling wide
You don't even know
The joy that is outside


  It's all slowing down now
  Your feet left the ground now
  Just to see it
  coming at your face




[No video yet, hopefully I can post it when I make it!]

Every Time I Fall

I wrote this freshman year when I went to the music practice rooms to do some recording for my "cd". But when I got there and hit the record button, every one else decided to start practicing their own instruments. While I would like to eventually have other instruments added to these songs, I don't think random trumpet notes and opera singers would really be a great addition. So I decided to just work on a song but I didn't expect to come up with anything. After awhile this one just started to form itself and suddenly it was done within maybe an hour. I think that this song is helpful in understanding sin and its repetition. Every time, you think that it won't happen again and you'll be able to get past it but soon enough fall back into it. My favorite part of the lyrics is the bridge "It's so good to know that I'm not good enough". I'm not good enough. It's not about being good enough. It's about knowing the one who is.

Every Time I Fall

There goes the sun
And taking another day
I didn't want
things to stay the same

Faulty eyes
Look past complacency
All the lies
Holding on to my feet

    Every time I fall I find grace
    But don't let me forget all of my mistakes

A lesson learned
And a song to sing as well
Of a broken man
That never leaves the place he fell

A pattern locked
In the mindset of a fool
Tomorrow brings
A brand new slate to mark

    Every time I fall I find grace
    But don't let me forget all of my mistakes

        I can't save myself

        It's so good to know
        That I'm not good enough