Vocals and guitar:
Piano instrument:
Guitar instrument:
Are you coming for me?
Are you coming for me, darling?
Well, yes, mam, as always, I sure am:
the mission, i think, will take me
to you; otherwise, i wouldn’t know
where you are; but let me ask you,
if I may, what happens today,
connected, as we are, by our love
for God—master and commander,
nothing, with certainty, to defraud—
when, as it happens, i reach out
for the loving that i do without?
Prepare for me, day in and day out,
by doing intelligent things.
Think of me, also, when you’re
feeling high, so that i can be high,
too, right alongside you, in the realm
that this loving would define.
Tune in, dear heart, to the frequency
that challenges you, so that, as i
change, you, in stride, can change, too,
living without Him, as we must do.
But yes, mam, as always, i sure am—
ready, as ever, to move in with you,
once, that is, that the means exist.
Maybe, in this life, they never will,
which, in all honesty, wouldn’t
surprise me, considering, as I do,
how rare, in reality, you must be.
i look forward all the more, and, at
the same time, the present, for me,
is encouraged by this difficulty,
since the treasure i seek is all good,
and, on top of that, one of a kind.
i try to imagine what you look like,
but i think, in heaven, we can change
our hue, depending on the point
that you’re going to; i think, for
the most part, however, that your
hair, for me, will remain long;
you’ll mirror, then, what’s wild at
heart, aiming to be on top of that,
when, as it happens, His time should
come, and i’m left, doubly, to dream
of his creations, those, as ever, that
remain unknown to me, the promise
of a future that never ends—living
for the event that i wouldn’t miss