Sarah Masen Lyrics - Carry Us Through

Carry Us Through

Seasons Always Change
The Double
Wrap My Arms Around Your Name
Carry Us Through
75 Grains of Sand
Jenni's Face
Fragrance of Pink
Stories in My Pockets
Beautiful Dream Visions
Tears Like Flowers

All songs by Sarah Masen except "Seasons Always Change" written by
Sarah Masen & Samuel Brinsley Ashworth.

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Seasons Always Change

You're a vision all undone
You are the best kind of dreadful
I've ever been a part of
We're having so much fun
There are some angels in the snow dear
And in the summer we will know dear

Seasons always change
Everybody knows that
Everybody says that
And the sun shines through the rain
And the Wind makes us afraid, oh don't give in
Because we learn to love that way

You're a vision on the run
You are a change in the direction
When we are making some connections
We're having so much fun
And the angels watch the mystery
Of everyday you and me

Seasons always change
Everybody knows that
Everybody says that
And the sun shines through the rain
And the Wind makes us afraid, oh don't give in
Because we learn to love that way

I trust you know
That I love you all
Soon we will play
When the cool rolls off the day

Seasons always change
Everybody knows that
Everybody says that
And the sun shines through the rain
And the Wind makes us afraid, oh don't give in
Because we learn to love that way

There's goodness and there's pain
And the heart goes 'round again
And for now it never ends
And so you take another day
Because the tenderness it breaks us
And we learn to love that way
Can we learn to love through our mistakes
Can we take our visions all the way
Is there fear that things will always change
Let it go let it go
(repeat)

The Double

He's got a double for his stunts
He's got a way of pushing men out the door
You'll think he's brave until he's touched
Nothing like constancy to show us what we're made of

Here's a man with a time
When he thought he'd liked you too much
Now he's changing his mind
He's all right alone

He likes the colors on the couch
And the way he hangs his things on the wall
He'll break a sweat to stop the rust
Something like frailty is always underneath us

Here's a man with a time
When he thought he'd liked you too much
Now he's changing his mind
It's never enough
And he'll tell you he's grown
To know better than to commit
To subtlety, to subtlety

I know you'd like to rip it up
And take a swing at the sky
But broken it won't fill you up
Though you're taking it in
And you're breaking a sweat
Watch it spilling out
Watch it spilling out

Here's a man with a time
When he thought he'd liked you too much
Now he's changing his mind
It's never enough
And he'll tell you he's grown
To know better than to commit
To subtlety, to subtlety

He's got a double for his stunts
He's got a way of pushing men out the door
You'll think he's brave until he's touched
Nothing like constancy to show us what we're made of
(repeat)

Wrap My Arms Around Your Name

Carry Us Through

75 Grains of Sand

Penny's got a new outlook this year
At least that's what she'd like to hear
Though I'd beg to differ
Cause all is still the same back home

Started with the world on fire last fall
Seems it was the spark of something small
That grew with conviction
A personal mission

And what she wouldn't give
To hold them in her hands
Those 75 little grains of sand

April was a night of nothing new
But holding what she though was true
Dawn only backwards
A sunset to start her day

And everything she used to choke at school
Swallowing the whole of untold rules
Filled with desire
all set on fire

And what she wouldn't give
To hold them in her hands
Those 75 little grains of sand
A glimpse of the now
That would change the then
Those 75 little grains of sand

And all is falling
Quite undone
She's letting go
Letting go for what's to come

Hope sometimes can blind the heart
Calling light what breathes like dark
Mistaken provisions
Can lengthen the distance
And shatter our own visions

What we wouldn't give
To hold them in our hands
Those 75 little grains of sand
A glimpse of the now
That would change the then
Those 75 little grains of sand

Mercy sure thing
The tension is evidence that I'm alive and able to respond
To the movement of Spirit the good the terrible
Mercy I cannot see without closing my eyes
Must be a plot
75

Jenni's Face

Don't know much about Love
Think it starts with belief
I've seen it there for healing
Can feel it beneath my feet

Don't know much about Love
Don't think it can replace belief
I can feel it when I'm kneeling
Coming up from underneath

Wondering at the mystery
Hoping with a German grace
Because there's my cousin Jenni's face
She wants to do it right
She wants to do it right

Friend works in a factory
My father he does too
They work as an assembly line
For the UAW

And it's beautiful in Detroit
Because someone's getting through
And it's work at building delight
It's what we do
It's what we do

Hope's personified
In my baby brother's eyes
He says breathing's no mistake
You embrace that idea

Praying for direction
And hoping with a German grace
There's always cousin Jenni's face
She wants to do it right
She wants to do it right
She wants to do it right
She wants to do it right

Fragrance of Pink

Too small to come in
Exploding with sunshock and moonfire
It's too much to choke down
I'm crashed by the nature of freedom

I'm too cracked to thrice mend
And I'm sweating my need for redemption
While guilt beads on my skin
I'm broke from my fallen condition

Come catch me in love
Again and again
I'll spin light around your name
Forternal again
I'm confessing my needs
Whispering beautiful sweets
In a fragrance of pink

Move towards my dark side
Because I'm threatened by mystery and matches
But I'll pick up the cup
And swallow my past full of ashes

Come catch me in love
Again and again
I'll spin light around your name
Forternal again
I'm confessing my needs
Whispering beautiful sweets
In stark orange and green
It's my own fragrance of pink

Glory I'm undone
I'm stretched out on the water of wisdom
Fill me up 'til I drown
From sucking the nectar of being found
Sucking the nectar of being found

Come catch me in love
Again and again
I'll spin light around your name
Forternal again
I'm confessing my needs
Whispering beautiful sweets
In a fragrance of pink

Stories in My Pockets

Monday's got us running to our knees again
It seems we're always waiting on the floor
Our destination Sunday is full of the unknown
But we're building our own bridges to the shore
In hopes for so much more

Silent eyes are watching we're beginning to explore
But the lights are growing dim because we are poor
Isn't this the place we're practicing belief
Seems we're always looking at the door
In hopes for so much more

And the stories in my pockets
Are the best I've ever lived
So what if they don't sell sell sell
I'll take you out for coffee
And we'll talk about D.C.
And Philly underneath October moons

Fall is walking us into a cold December wind
And maybe we won't last too long
But maybe we will make it to play a brave new song
Mixing up the failure with the new
In hopes for something true

And the painting on the walls here
Are the best we've ever done
An Experiment in abstract dreams
And the colors are colliding
In strange redemptive hues
What we've got here is a good slow burn
What we've got here is a good true thing
A good true thing, a good true thing

Stories in my pockets
Are the best I've ever lived
And so what if they don't sell sell sell
I'll take you out for coffee
And we'll talk about D.C.
And Philly underneath October moons
And Colorado's sweeping news
And L.A. keeping four in time
You're always setting dreams on fire
Always setting dreams on fire

Beautiful Dream Visions

Wondering if the birds are insecure
They talk as if they know which way is down
Learning how to fly is
Just learning how to swing
You never know until you try

The sky's a wonderful place
Kind of like the garage
Where my mechanic friend creates

Kaw is just out of reach
When needs are holding to the ground
Look up look down I think you're sinking
The pen's a rusty old sword cutting
It's infectious when I'm looking hard
And wanting so much more

Beautiful dream visions in color
Beautiful dream visions in color
Beautiful dream visions in color
Beautiful dream visions in color
In color in color in color

The sky's a wonderful place
Kind of like the garage
Where my mechanic friend creates

Beautiful dream visions in color (x4)

Beautiful dream visions in color (x4)

Tears Like Flowers

Things are getting clearer now
like water like healing
Time is moving everything faster
Than I've ever felt before
And tears are like flowers
Pulled up by the sun
Feeling like a coward
Under my own gun

And the mystery the mystery of
When the wind falls through places such as stone
Similar to flesh sometimes
When the water is scarce
And your tongue is so dry
And you're looking so scared
But then you know why
Because it comes down like it knows who
And where you are
So you cry

Healing waters come on down
Healing waters come on down
And the moonlight touches it's brother
And darling does it have to end with two
Because someone's undercover
And they're staring hard at you
And they want to be discovered
Want to know what's true
Can you run like you know who
And where they are
So they cry

Healing waters come on down
Healing waters come on down
Keep holding on
Giving out the best that you can give
Sometimes we're not that strong
Keep praying for the healing
Don't give in
Don't give in

And tears are like flowers
Pulled up by the sun
Feeling like a coward
And tears are like flowers
Under my own gun

Healing waters
(You're not in this alone)
Cleansing waters
(You're not in this alone)
Healing waters
(You're not in this alone)
Cleansing waters
(You're not in this alone)