I want to wrap
my heart in a map
until all the rivers and highways flow into my veins
and I fall asleep on the rooftops of slow moving trains.
I don’t mind the rain.
I want to see
just who I can be.
I want to leave skin on the clifftops and cold mountain peaks.
I want to wade three hundred miles along rock bottom creeks.
You kiss my cheek.
Will you ride with me into a Texas storm?
Can we swim to that island?
It’s where I find myself, and where I find my Lord.
Will I find you there, on the edge of the sword?
I want to drive
like I am alive.
I want to whip sideways at sixty between evergreens.
I want to push barriers and boundaries that we’ve never seen.
Are you with me?
There’s so much of Him to discover. I’d rather have you by my side.
I was listening to alot of John Mark McMillan when I wrote that. If I could sing or write music like him, I might record it.