this far will you come but no more

after two days of feeling some desolation, this morning has been good consolation. listening to the innocence mission. and wishing for some candles, having burned out my last one yesterday night. and then i checked my mail. and lo and behold. a little autumn of omaha. in my lap. in my room. with love from a friend. the lord gives good gifts. it was like the answer to prayer i hadn't prayed yet.


I Was In The Air

Birds of every wing shall dwell within.
Birds of every wing shall dwell within.
Who raised high the lowest tree?
Who raised high the lowest tree?
Birds of every wing shall dwell within.

This far will you come but no more.
This far will you come but no more.
Who holds back the raging sea?
Who keeps trouble far from me?
This far will you come but no more.

I was in the air and you were there.
I was in the air and you were there.
Like my mother at the fair.
Like my father at the fair.
I was in the air and you were there.

-Don Peris