Peculiar Ways

She stretched me farther then
I'd have ever been back when
I traveled wooded paths through the night
She opened up a door
I'd have never seen before
She taught me the monotony of my fight
And though I threw a fit at first
I know she saw me at my worst
My dark, but not my day shining bright

I tried to tell her why
I so often wished to cry
I'd reach but never hold her close to me
Yet she'd give me everything
In this song that she would sing
Baby, it's ok, so tenderly
And though I claimed that she'd grown cold
I wore her out with all my old
Same old stories told endlessly

Now we walk our separate ways
And the mornings fade to days
The days bleed into evenings blurring grey
And these thoughts I tried to loose
Somehow harden into truths
Formed and fired like a piece of clay
And though I wish I could have been
The man I've learned to be since then
The circles turn in such peculiar ways