All The Ways by Randy Creath

A song that rocks my soul and that I'm glad to have written... Make straight "the ways" in the desert...

All the Ways by Randy Creath 11/12/11

Don’t pay the ransom, the boxer managed to say
Don’t throw the towel in, I ain’t done today
Don’t quit the battle, the crows know I ain’t fey
Don’t pay the ransom, things went right today

It don’t happen often, the days demand their due
It don’t always soften, sometimes you’re black & blue
It don’t seem uncommon, though it’s rarer than I’d like
It don’t really soften, when the batter’s out on strikes

But the ways; the ways know what they’ll do
Yeah the ways always lead back to you
And they sway with the rhythm too
All the ways, the ways they make for you

Comin’ sideways, surprises slam the door
Comin’ quick-like, as your face hits the floor
Comin’ uptight, make it worse for yourself
Comin’ surefire, they’ll drag you off the shelf

Like a prayer flag, waving crisp on the breeze
Like a prayer flag, guidin’ you safe on the seas
Like a mother, the safety of warm skin
Like a mother, in her arms again