High Holy Days, we weather well.
We wait to hear truths we can no longer tell.
We never put up a fight;
There are wrongs here to right,
And we’re mending our ways –
High holy days.
Ring in the new; ring out the old!
These secrets are bells, yet to be tolled.
If we last through the week, our fates will be sealed
Lives rewritten, revealed.
Only now we may be paying
For all the things that went without saying.
Words we never really meant,
Inscribed and sealed and yet unsent.
Relief, regret, repent…..
High holy days, awake in the night,
Annulling our vows, awaiting first light.
Relieve these demands,
Lift it out of our hands,
Now the sun is ablaze –
High holy days.
Ring out the old; ring in the new!
These secrets are knots, we can never undo.
If we make one more year, maybe they’ll yield
Lives rewritten, revealed.
credits
from Blind Spot,
released December 13, 2014
Kathy Sparling – words, music, vocal, tenor guitar
Myles Boisen – electric guitar, bass
Tim Rowe – drums
Austin Willacy – harmony vocals
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