![]() ![]() That I love you? That I miss you? That I wonder who you would be if you were here today? All of that is obvious. Now, after six years without you, I don’t have anything more to say. ![]() It’s anywhere you want, it’s next to you now.” The answer’s in between all the concrete and clouds Give yourself a breath while you’re working it out Now every single time that you open your mouth To wrestle yourself to death again and again It never works, you’ll only end up joining them.” It never works, you’ll only end up joining them ‘Don’t you follow, don’t go making my mistakes’ Here are some of the verses from last night that I’m still thinking about today… Leaving my church last night, I felt born again. Sometimes they give me hope and provide evidence of beauty and grace and the possibility of redemption. Sometimes his songs help me understand my own anger and sadness and emptiness. Kevin talked to me once after we lost you about how hard Michael’s death was for his mom and dad. Kevin’s brother, Michael, passed away in the 90s. Who needs whiskey when you’re filled with the holy spirit of rock and roll? And I did all this without a single glass of whiskey at the show. I went to a small, dark, dingy rock and roll club in San Francisco called Bottom of the Hill.īut it might as well have been a Pentecostal meeting the way I shouted and danced and clapped and cried and sweated and sang along to the music of kevinpdevine from Brooklyn, New York. I went to church last night, to celebrate your 12th birthday, which officially arrives tomorrow, March 12th. ![]()
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