Vintage Wild

Well I’ve never been afraid to take things apart

And that mess there on the table used to be my heart

I took out all the painful stuff and memories of you

And where it once was one well it looks like two

There’s the last time I saw you and how it made me feel

There’s a time or two of sunshine that I think are real

There’s a memory of tobacco and you know I don’t smoke

And I think I was the punch-line in some of your jokes

There’s a place between the pages where my dreams got lost

And there’s a lot of deep religion and an old wooden cross

So I’ve let out lots of feelings and a few diamond rings

And I’ve called in an expert who can find anything

So God you can have it and all these extra parts

And maybe You can fix it like it was at the start.

It was the the idea behind this poem that became "Only in Your Presence" which is truly one of my more popular worship songs...

I was trying to write less "christianese" and more like people really talk, so the poem inspired the line "If You don't mind broken things You can have my heart"...

Truly don't feel the way the poem suggest anymore...

But I am still really bad about taking things apart and making a mess of it...

I suppose its the drive to live on the edges of discovery...

...unrelenting inside me...

Like a wind that picks up my sails and sends me across unfamiliar waters to lost islands and unexplored territory...

I am constantly writing, composing, exploring new and old technologies...Leonardo Da Vinci was one of my big influences as a child...Renaissance man was my goal...

I'm not really restless...just to much of a wild branch to be completely comfortable in a domestic vineyard...

Don't get me wrong, I love the thought of a vintage and long tradition...as long as something wild is allowed to bring a bit of flavor to the barrel...

Vintage wild...