Returning to Myself

Is there some freewheeling watcher
Shooting marbles in the sky?
Holding your years between their fingers
Watching it burn till the fire dies

Why is it heroic to untether?
How is alone some holy grail?
And if we really come and go unknown
Couldn’t I find myself in jail?

Oh, keeper how I love you
I love you and you and you
And returning to myself is such a lonely thing to do
But it’s the only thing to do

Is it evolving turning inward?
Oh, what an easy way to be
Only kneeling at the altar of
The great and mighty me

Let me break myself apart
Instead and scatter to my birds
Like a burial at sea
To be the gospel without words

Oh, my darlings how I love you
I love you and you and you
And returning to myself is such a lonely thing to do
But it’s the only thing to do

There’s no honor in the pilgrimage
Until a soul returns
To hold another’s hand and then
And only then it learns

That life is like a stone
Only skipping for a time
Oh, it never really holds its own
It’ll never see the other side

And I was born to love you
I love you and you and you
Oh, returning to myself is such a lonely thing to do
Returning to myself is just returning me to you
And that’s the only thing I wanna do

Written by Brandi Carlile

Brandi Carlile’s new album comes out tomorrow. If you are luck (and I am lucky) it just might be tomorrow’s New to Me Vinyl Friday. Only time and the delivery company that is bringing it to my door will tell. It would be an understatement to say that I’m excited. The album is called “Returning to Myself” and this is the titular song from the album.

But if you haven’t already, you should clearly run to your favorite purveyor of music and order your own copy.

Also exciting is that she will be going on a proper tour for the first time in a minute. She is playing Minneapolis on February 21. Which I will have to order up a ticket and get to the show! She is also playing the Chicago area the day before. But Minneapolis is much closer.

But Thursdays are for flowers. And this is yet another flowertography session that involves my pursuit of a picture of ants on peonies. Most, if not all of these were taken with a LensBaby lens. Either the Sweet 22 or the Velvet 85. Have a look:

I’d like to say that I’m giving you a break from peonies, next Thursday… but I’m not. Sorry, not sorry.