The Way From Here

From Nine Times Your Torch Songs

A tune about everyone from the moment I lost everything to the moment I wrote the song while crawling my way back to a place I still haven’t arrived at yet (written and recorded in 2019, engineered by Brad Lauchert)

There in the distance our reflection is a sight to see
You can see all of us singing swaras to a grateful king
He is beside himself smiling
And by his side kneeling’s a princess who steals the whole scene

Julia’s tracing floral patterns on a pristine floor
Claudia’s dancing some new dance we’ve never seen before
Oh, how we’ve missed them and kissed them
And mourned them, resisting the forces that must mean there’s more

What if we pause for this moment we’ve waited for?
What if we swam in formations like birds?
What if we tore through the forests?
And our eyes capture all of this, and give gifts of pure focus to all

Don’t ask, I’ve got absolutely no idea
I have lied like the whitest of sheets
But I swear on my life
Trust in me, we’ll be fine
I just know
I just know the way from here

Ann Beeder paints for the whole world in dire need
Bringing forth all you and I pray for in our sleep
Then Robbie D embraced me as we braced for the sea
That had sworn it would swallow me clean

Marcio’s watercolor ode was sleepin’ by my bed
Talk about love all you want, he’d the upper hand
Up till Mikayla sailed over to sell four-leafed clovers
So I would not lose my homeland

Don’t ask, I’ve got absolutely no idea
I have lied like the whitest of sheets
But I swear on my life
Trust in me, we’ll be fine
I just know
I just know the way from here

Look at how Maia set sail towards her safety net
Havening’s holograph mother was her lucky bet
Light from her heart broke apart blackened rooms of lost art
That knew deep in their hearts they’d be seen again

Erica’s heirloom won’t stand for abandoning
She deserves every last drop arctic melting brings
Think of how William found David
And David found Jim who found towers of sound thanks to Tink

When Brent and I met again in Parisian light
Is when I realized how true was more sore eyesight
Then he sat by me recovering while those magnets reminded me
That he’s what a true friend looks like

Don’t ask, I’ve got absolutely no idea
I have lied like the whitest of sheets
But I swear on my life
Trust in me, we’ll be fine
I just know
I just know the way from here