The Soundtrack of My Last Week in Illinois*

But if I must go,
Things, I trust, will be better off without me.
But I don't want to know;
Life is better off a mystery.

So keep'em coming, these lines on the road,
And keep me responsible, be it a light or heavy load.
And keep me guessing, with these blessings in disguise,
And I'll walk with grace my feet and faith my eyes.

Hometown weather is on TV.
I imagine the lives of the people living there.
And I'm curious if they imagine me
Cause they just wanna leave; I wish that I could stay,

And to visit places from my past,
But only for an hour or so.
Which is long enough to smell the air,
To tell the tale and find the door.

But I get turned around.
I mistake some happiness for blessing.
But I'm blessed as the poor,
Still I judge success by how I'm dressing.

So keep'em coming, these lines on the road,
And keep me responsible, be it a light or heavy load.
And keep me guessing, with these blessings in disguise,
And I'll walk with grace my feet and faith my eyes

And I'll walk with grace my feet and faith my eyes.
And I'll walk with grace my feet and faith my eyes.


*Lyrics from "Faith My Eyes" by Caedmon's Call