tag:rintarsy.com,2005:/blogs/new-wineNew Wine2021-11-07T21:54:52-05:00Rin Tarsyfalsetag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68014342021-11-07T21:54:52-05:002023-10-16T11:02:14-04:001. New Wine<p><span class="font_small">It’s new grass under the snow <br>It’s a new wave to behold <br>It’s new wine you’ve never tasted<br>It’s the feeling of being elated</span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">It’s holding a stone in your hand till it goes<br>Skip, skip, skippin, down the river<br><br>And where it goes, nobody knows<br>But we trust the river so<br>We leave all our stones to the water<br><br>And where it goes, nobody knows<br>But we love the river so<br>We entrust all our stones to the water</span></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68014332021-11-07T21:53:09-05:002021-11-07T21:53:09-05:002. 94<p><span class="font_small"><em>I’ve kept up with this stretch of 94 better than I’ve kept up with my college friends <br>I know every tree and landmark and the woman on the billboard with her perfect hair and perfect skin </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Is this what I imagined that my life would be like at 29? <br>Every day I breathe a mantra, but the loudest words I hear are, “I’m behind.” </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Behind the ones with vision and behind the ones with children, <br>What happened to my ambition? </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Behind the ones with purpose, I keep digging for my purpose, <br>I don’t know why I’m so nervous </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">And I keep on driving down this stretch of 94 <br>And I keep on digging, digging, hoping I’ll find more </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>I can’t recall a time when I felt quite as lost, as lost as I feel right now <br>I know how to force a smile, I know how to make it seem like I have no doubts </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>I’ve seen the sky from many different countries, all I feel is I’m behind <br>My dreams have crashed behind me, I can hardly keep up with my mind, oh and I’m behind</em> </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Behind the ones with houses and behind the ones whose baby is their business <br>Behind the ones who’ve made friends with routine, their morning coffee and their 9-5 in the office </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">But is that what I want? <br>Oh is that what I want? </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Oooooo oooooooo </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">My prayer was once Hail Mary, <br>I knew Jesus died to save me <br>Now it’s “Father what does this all mean?<br>And who am I, and who are you, and who are we?” </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>All this, driving down the stretch of 94</em></span></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68014322021-11-07T21:50:23-05:002021-11-07T21:50:23-05:003. Suitcase<p>Don’t have a place to stay, but I’m gonna head out there anyway <br>I’ve got my suitcase, yeah <br>Oh I could stall all day, and keep on with the same play and pretend <br>My dreams are staying safe </p>
<p>I let a shiver set into my bones <br>Can’t tie the future to the past I’ve known </p>
<p><em>And I’ll go with my windows rolled down <br>And I’ll straight through the next town <br>Only stopping to write a song <br>And everyday I’ll be where I belong</em> </p>
<p>I’m gonna miss this place, but I’m gonna head out there anyway <br>See what I can make of me <br>Sometimes I’m afraid of change <br>But maybe Neil Armstrong felt the same when he went into space </p>
<p>The dawn is breaking and my time has come <br>I’m blinded by the brilliant morning sun </p>
<p><em>And I’ll go with my windows rolled down <br>And I’ll go straight through the next town <br>Only stopping to write a song <br>And everyday I’ll be where I belong </em></p>
<p>Instrumental </p>
<p><em>And I’ll go <br>And I’ll look back when day is done <br>And I’ll know I’m a step closer to the sun <br><br>And it burns and burns and terrifies <br>And I am tempted to close my eyes <br>But I can’t live a halfway kind of life </em></p>
<p><em>And everyday I’ll see what’s right in front of me <br>And everyday I’ll be where I belong</em></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68014312021-11-07T21:48:16-05:002021-11-07T21:48:16-05:004. Free<p>I see everything I want and I want everything I see <br>I’ve got plans and I’ve got wishes, I see possibilities <br>I just look for someone else to take the lead </p>
<p>I’m a flighty bird that cannot find the perfect nesting tree <br>I’m a prisoner to pleasing every person close to me <br>Have I become a whore for other peoples’ needs? </p>
<p><em>When the shadows in the night <br>Become my only source of light <br>And I wanna run from my own life </em><br><br><em>Not gonna let this devil take away my life </em><br><br>I am romanced by the forest but seduced by every tree <br>I crave discipline but impulse makes a puppet out of me <br>Dr. Tom tells me one day I’ll be free </p>
<p>I’m afraid to show the colors I don’t think you want to see <br>They say comparison steals joy, I rob myself repeatedly <br>Never finding what I want to find in me <br><br><em>Sometimes I lie awake at night <br>Thinking up alternative lives <br>Of all the dreams that I have yet to try </em></p>
<p><em>Not gonna let this devil take away my life <br>No I won’t let this devil take away my life </em></p>
<p>Instrumental </p>
<p>I’ve become quite skilled at building walls to keep love safe inside <br>But one thing I have learned is that when love is safe, it dies </p>
<p><em>27 years of life <br>You’d think I’d finally get it right <br>But the truth is, it’s a constant fight </em></p>
<p><em>And so I lie awake at night <br>With an overactive mind <br>Like those Keibler elves working overtime </em></p>
<p><em>And if I’m lucky, well sometimes <br>I can reason enough to find <br>That the darkness comes, but then comes light </em></p>
<p><em>So dark or light, may it be, I am free <br>Not gonna let this devil take over me</em></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68014142021-11-07T21:42:32-05:002021-11-07T21:42:32-05:005. Stay<p><em><span class="font_small">I wished many things today <br>I wished many things today <br>I wished many things today <br>I wish, I wish that you would stay </span></em></p>
<p><em><span class="font_small">And I thought I could take the pain <br>I thought I could take the pain <br>I thought I could take the pain <br>But when it ended, that’s when it began </span></em></p>
<p><em><span class="font_small">And so I go back to that place <br>So I go back to that place <br>So I go back to that place <br>But nothing looks or feels the same </span></em></p>
<p><em><span class="font_small">And so I give into the night <br>So I give into the night <br>So I give into the night <br>Cause I don’t know if I want the light <br>For the first time, I don’t want the light </span></em></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Instrumental</span><em><span class="font_small"> </span></em></p>
<p><em><span class="font_small">I wished many things today <br>I wished many things today <br>I wished many things today <br>I wish, I wish that you would stay <br>Oh I wish, I wish that you would stay</span></em></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68014132021-11-07T21:40:59-05:002021-11-07T21:40:59-05:006. Old Soul<p><span class="font_small">I still wake up on the wrong side of the bed <br>And I don’t always know what goes on in my own head <br>I spend every moment trying to get it right <br>Maybe that’s not the best way to live a life </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Well I get so caught up in planning all my dreams <br>I forget to let things move organically <br>But if I let go of my perfect fantasy <br>Maybe then, one day my dreams will come for me </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Mmmm Mmmmmm <br>Mmmmm Mmmmmm </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Well I’m an old soul and I don’t know how to be <br>Living in a world that moves so rapidly <br>Every day I long for simplicity <br>But then I let distractions get the best of me </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Come back to center <br>Let every breeze <br>Remind you how it feels to get lost in a moment, and you’ll see <br>Without a question <br>Life’s not a race to see how far <br>Surrender, let yourself be where you are </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Well there’s a part of me that I don’t always show <br>It’s easier to just pretend I’ve got it all together <br>And everybody’s got a mess they don’t want seen <br>Yet life’s more perfect when we live imperfectly </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Mmmm Mmmmmm <br>Mmmmm Mmmmmm</em></span></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68014112021-11-07T21:26:27-05:002021-11-07T21:26:38-05:007. Never Be<p><span class="font_small">Well you’ve captured my heart but I tell you it ain’t hard to do <br>I’ve fallen once or twice, this is nothin new <br>Sparks turn into flame, I’m tryin out my new last name <br>And then I realize, well this just won’t due </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Well I do not have the urge to settle down <br>I cringe as I think of any place as my town <br>I’ve never had a home that I could really call my own <br>So I take a snapshot and make the moves up as I go </span></p>
<p><em><span class="font_small">And where could you be, the one my heart is hungry to meet <br>And I’m waitin for that glove to fit on me <br>Hope I’m not waiting for someone that will never be </span></em></p>
<p><span class="font_small">I’ve been scolded by my friends and by my fears <br>You’re too critical, and you’ve been that way for years <br>But still something inside can’t let it go, can’t let it die <br>I won’t put on a white dress if it’s not with the right guy </span></p>
<p><em><span class="font_small">And where could you be, the one my heart is hungry to meet <br>And I’m waitin for that glove to fit on me <br>Hope I’m not waitin for someone that will never be <br>I could settle down in another’s arms </span></em></p>
<p><span class="font_small">But they gotta be the right ones baby, yeah </span></p>
<p><em><span class="font_small">Oh where could you be, the one my heart is dyin to meet <br>Oh where could you be, the one my heart is hungry to meet </span></em></p>
<p><em><span class="font_small">And I’ve got to believe there is someone else like me <br>Baby I’m waiting for the day our eyes will meet <br>Yeah if you’re out there, I am yours <br>Come find me</span></em></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68014102021-11-07T21:21:31-05:002021-11-07T21:21:31-05:008. Simple Things<p><span class="font_small">Could it be that there’s a hidden truth in every simple thing? <br>Could it be that we don’t need the lottery?<br>We can make a living out of simple things </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Could it be that the most nostalgic dinners are the ones with simple things? <br>Could it be that it’s not what we do together - it’s just that we’re together - simple things </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Taking kayaks to the water in the summer <br>Drinking up the<br>Sunrise <br>Getting goosebumps from a song you haven’t paid attention to in quite some <br>Time </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Could it be that the flowers in the front yard<br>Are the art of simple things?<br>Could it be that we make mountains out of nothing<br>Just to move them to feel something, </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">When we could be enjoying </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Getting lost inside a forest where the leaves become a painting on the <br>Sky <br>Picking apples in the orchard, on a perfect autumn day, making<br>Pie<br><br>Instrumental </span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span class="font_small">Could it be that the joy that we desire<br>Is the joy of simple things?<br>Could it be that when we over-complicate,<br>We put joy into its grave? </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Love, love, love the simple things</span></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68014082021-11-07T21:03:17-05:002021-11-07T21:03:17-05:009. On Your Side<p><span class="font_small">Hey, it’s okay <br>No need to hurry <br>It’s okay to be right here </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">You’ll be okay <br>No rush, no worries <br>You’ll be okay in time </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Summer fades, and winter comes too quickly <br>It’s a scary place to be, yeah </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">I know you’re afraid, but hold on, believe me <br>You’ve still got what it takes to be who you want to be </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Hey it’s okay, <br>You don’t have all the answers <br>But questions come first </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">There’s not one right way to find all the answers <br>Whatever step you take should be the first </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">And it’s okay to lose your footing<br>On a ground that keeps on moving <br>Take your space and take your time <br>When you lose sight of the morning<br>And there’s a restless night unfolding, </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">You don’t ever have to hide </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">I’m always on your side <br>I’m always on your side </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Hey it’s okay, <br>It’ll get better <br>But first you gotta be right here </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">You’ll be okay <br>This storm won’t last forever <br>And I’ll be right here </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">One day at a time <br>I’m always on your side<br>I'm always on your side, your side<br>I'm always on your side</span></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68014072021-11-07T20:57:57-05:002021-11-07T20:58:23-05:0010. Dear Heart<p><span class="font_small">How do I love thee? <br>How do I love? <br>How do I love thee? </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">And I may be a little rough around the edges <br>It’s not how I used to be </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Please hold me <br>Unfold me <br>Gently </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">I’m full of broken bones <br>In skin that’s not my own <br>Full of broken bones, and weakened stories </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Could it be that I’m a little less equipped than I <br>Intended for myself to be </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Mmmm </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Take this heart of mine <br>Stitch it up, take your time <br>I don’t mind the wait </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Maybe then someday, <br>I can give it back the same way <br>You gave to me </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Oh, take this heart of mine <br>Stitch it up, take your time <br>I don’t mind the wait </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Maybe then someday, <br>I can give it back the same way </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">You gave me <br>You gave me <br>You gave me </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">And how do I love thee? <br>How do I love anything? <br>How do I love thee? <br>How can I love thee?</span></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68013592021-11-07T20:40:15-05:002021-11-07T20:43:31-05:0011. Daisy<p><span class="font_small"><em>Aahaha Aahaha aah <br>Aahaha Aahaha aah</em> </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">An orange gerber daisy sitting on the sink <br>Has no idea, all the joy it brings </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">And the soft glow of morning, peeking through the trees <br>Has no idea it helps me believe </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Aahaha Aahaha aah <br>Aahaha Aahaha aah </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">And the first hint of summer, when the air gets warm <br>It may never know that it brings me home, home</span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">And you are my answer, I think you know <br>That I never want you to let me go, don't let me go</span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Aahaha Aahaha aah <br>Aahaha Aahaha aah </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">Instrumental </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">You wake up in the morning, afraid to move along <br>Baby, you don’t realize, you can do nothing wrong </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">You’re scared of the outcome, you really want it all <br>I know you’re terrified, cause sometimes you’ll fall </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">But you make a resolution, you decide to try <br>You’ve no idea, just how high you can fly, fly</span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Aahaha Aahaha aah <br>Aahaha Aahaha aah </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Aahaha Aahaha aah <br>Aahaha Aahaha aah </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Aahaha Aahaha aah <br>Aahaha Aahaha aah </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Aahaha Aahaha aah <br>Aahaha Aahaha aah</em></span></p>Rin Tarsytag:rintarsy.com,2005:Post/68013582021-11-07T20:35:05-05:002021-11-07T20:35:05-05:0012. Paw Paw River<p><span class="font_small">As I cross the Paw Paw River, a troubled mind I have <br>I never thought that I’d look back, just look ahead <br>But things don’t ever stay the same unless there is no more <br>So I move across the river and away from every shore </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">And as I think about that date last night, a puzzled mind I have <br>It didn’t feel right when he took my hand <br>And I wonder if I’ve shared too many kisses in my days <br>And if I’m the only one who’s in an angsty 20s phase </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Cause I don’t see the world like I did before <br>Did the world change or did I <br>And I don’t know exactly what I’m moving toward <br>But I’ll be damned if I quit movin till I die </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">And as I think about my faith in God, a troubled mind I have <br>I couldn’t have anticipated where I am <br>And I wonder if I’ve sinned too much, or if I’ve sinned at all <br>I try to make sense of redemption, what’s the truth about the fall </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Cause I don’t recognize the life I knew before <br>Now I see through different eyes <br>And I don’t have the answers I was certain of before <br>But I’ll be damned if I quit searchin till I die </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small">And now I cross the Paw Paw River for the second time <br>This year is June, last year was July <br>And I wonder if I’ve moved ahead, or fallen behind <br>And I pray that God has mercy on my ever-changing mind </span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>Cause I’ve been chasin down the girl I was before <br>Hoping one day she’d be mine again <br>But now I’m letting go, <br>I'm swinging wide the doors </em></span></p>
<p><span class="font_small"><em>And I am seeing colors that I never saw before <br>Now I lookin through new eyes <br>And I love you mama, but I’m no child anymore <br>And one day we’ll discover <br>we’re not made to please each other <br>And the mystery will be the answer when we die</em></span></p>
<p> </p>Rin Tarsy