“Eyes For Me”

Anxious souls will hope for crazy things
When no one sees the phantoms they can see
And I’d be chief among them to believe
That a day will come when she has eyes for me

But daylight burns and I’ll write stupid songs
Camouflage the writing on the wall
And wonder just what I would have to be
For a day to come when she has eyes for me

See in the dark the memory of the light
Another face, another aimless fight
And I get the feeling the last thing that I need
Is a day to come when she has eyes for me

But I don’t walk in my sleep; just wake and dream
I don’t walk in my sleep; just wake and dream

Several things that I don’t understand
Eagles, snakes, a woman’s way with man
Or what it takes to wake up from the dream
Of a day to come when she has eyes

For me

Book Brief: God Rest Ye Merry

God Rest Ye Merry: Why Christmas Is the Foundation for Everything by Douglas Wilson
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Enjoyed it. As usual, Wilson has a lot of good thoughts. I've heard that his books these days tend to be compilations of stuff from his blog, and I can see that here. It reads like a series of loosely-connected essays about different topics related to Christmas. Which isn't a bad thing, it's just different.

#vtReadingChallenge (2/52) "A Book Of Your Choice"


View all my reviews

Book Brief: Portraits of a Pastor

Portraits of a Pastor: The 9 Essential Roles of a Church Leader by Jason K. Allen
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Pretty good. #vtReadingChallenge (One down, fifty-one to go.)


View all my reviews