singing songs of my hometown...

i'm getting ready to leave for alaska for two weeks and believe it or not, this is actually on my list of things to do! i told you i was trying to be a better blogger. but my list is ridiculously long, so i do plan to keep this short. while i'm gone, i am going to try to post daily or every-other-day pictures on here for hubby at home to see. not sure how well that'll go...i haven't had much success in the past...but the good intentions are there.

before i leave you for my list...here's a song i always sing when i'm heading up to alaska (my homeland)...or when i've just returned from there. it's called 'faith my eyes' and it's an oldie-but goodie from caedmon's call.

as i survey the ground for ants
looking for a place to sit and read
i'm reminded of the streets of my hometown
how they're much like this concrete that's warm beneath my feet

and how i'm all wrapped up in my mother's face
with a touch of my father just up around the eyes
and the sound of my brother's laugh
but more wrapped up in what binds our ever distant lives

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

my hometown weather is on tv
and i imagine the lives of the people living there
and i'm curious if they imagine me
they just wanna leave...i wish that i could stay

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 i'll sing a song of my hometown
breathe the air and walk the streets
maybe find a place to sit and read
and the ants are welcome company