Thursday, October 15, 2009

city soil

Slide between the bushes
step across the street
go on back to the place
you feel you can retreat

It’s been a long, long night
these days have taken their toil
and you’re not sure you will exist
another day on city soil

The promise was deceptive
but you anchored down
into the hope
that things would one day change

It’s just like California
and the promise of pure gold
but the smell is not the smell of gold
it’s just the city soil

It’s just the city soil
it’s hard under your feet
like the souls that walk upon it
looking for a safe retreat

So go and wave your white flag
send a flare up in the air
let them know you don’t belong here
it’s just the place in which you dwell


Shadowphone said...

Hi, Chad! I'm a fellow Rabbithead (Peter B.) who was going through Russ Ramsey's "where are you" post and it struck me as funny that there are very few shouts from Dallas.

Are you a Watermarker (judging from your blogroll)? I have a handful of friends and neighbors who attend there; we just might have an overlapping circle of influence.

Anyway, I thought I'd say hi and mention that I enjoyed reading through the lyrics and the musings on your front page.

Chad Ethridge said...


I've been Watermarking for the past five years or so and it's just been the best thing for my spiritual growth. There's a lot of Watermarker's these days, so I'm not sure, but the friendship circles might overlap somewhere. Thanks for the shout.