Even in the academy, the books we write aren't the only chronicles of our lives. Herewith
Nanci Griffith's variation on this theme:
Nanci Griffith, "These Days in an Open Book," on Flyer (1994) Shut it down and call this road a day And put this silence in my heart in a better place I have traveled with your ghost now so many years That I see you in the shadows In hotel rooms and headlights You're coming up beside me Whether it's day or nightChorus: These days my life is an open book Missing pages I cannot seem to find These days your face In my memory Is in a folded hand of grace against these times No one's ever come between your memory and me I have driven this weary vessel here alone Will you still find me if I leave you here beside this road Because I need someone who can touch me Who'll put no one above me Someone who needs me Like the air he breathesRepeat chorus I can't remember where this toll road goes Maybe it's Fort Worth, maybe it's a heart of gold The price of love is such a heavy toll That I've lived my life in the backroads With your love in my pocket If I spend the love you gave me Tell me where will it go?Repeat chorus These days your face In my memory Is in a folded hand of grace Folded hand of grace Folded hand of grace Against these times
2 Comments:
A lovely tune. Some might prefer the live version on Dust Bowl Symphony.
Its a love song...I love it....Keep it up ...the good job...Praise Jehoveh God for your wonderful gift...
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