25.  All Spins Inward

I guess all I can tell you is the way

I’ve seen a grown man cry

Then his face go dry when he up

And leaves his family.

And then the way her heart

Gave way when the only love

She ever knew grew so tired

He slept in another’s bed.

And all the children who grow

Old and out of touch and can

No longer feel that wonder

God planted beneath the earthy

Beat of their hearts.

And how an angry soul

Loses it all and out it comes

On the only one who ever

Thinks to call anymore.

But then He pauses,

Pushes reverse,

And all spins inward

Like thread on its spool–

The man dies, but the family heals,

The love leaves, but the woman thrives,

The children grow but their hearts still beat

And the angry soul takes it all back

While the only one who ever thought to call

Still never misses the chance to dial.

I guess all I can tell you is the way

I’ve seen a grown man cry

Then his face go dry when he up

And leaves his family.

And then the way her heart

Gave way when the only love

She ever knew grew so tired

He slept in another’s bed.

And all the children who grow

Old and out of touch and can

No longer feel that wonder

God planted beneath the earthy

Beat of their hearts.

And how an angry soul

Loses it all and out it comes

On the only one who ever

Thinks to call anymore.

But then He pauses,

Pushes reverse,

And all spins inward

Like thread on its spool–

The man dies, but the family heals,

The love leaves, but the woman thrives,

The children grow but their hearts still beat

And the angry soul takes it all back

While the only one who ever thought to call

Still never misses the chance to dial.