The calling breaks the stillness of the proudly nascent morn
And I cannot bear the message, ancient fabric being torn
For I loved you all so deeply, though my love be old and worn

For while my flourishing transgressions are arrayed before my face
I behold my destination, though ensnared in yesterdays
Slowly deeply slowly, that’s the only way to change…
So Take your time…

All the color slowly spinning, seeping yellow through the gray
And I’d hold my breath till I turned blue and still not find my way
Growing so God damned impatient at this lasting crimson stain.

And if we pray for God’s own wisdom to dispel the fear we fight.
One more parting of the red sea sorrow seizing at our spine
It might take us forty years of desert wandering to find…still

Take your time. Time to heal, time to listen, time to feel
Close your eyes, I’ll still be here my child, there is nothing to fear
Take your time, time to think, time to breathe, and time to drink…deeply

For in truth nothing is simple, and in truth nothing is known
And if truth be truth the best we do is roll this weighty stone
And so hold tight to your shred of hope and I’ll hold onto mine…

Take your time. Time to heal, time to listen, time to feel.
Close your eyes. I’ll still be here my child, there is nothing to fear.
Take your time. Time to think, time to breath, and time to drink…deeply