I met a man with a suitcase full of hows and whens and whys
He had them laid out on the sidewalk in the sun to let them dry
He said he'd like to be a king someday upon a foreign shore
He said he'd lived a thousand lives by now, what's a couple more
I knew a woman, at night she dreamed of frankincense and myrrh
And though she don't believe in Jesus she knows he believes in her
And in the mirror she finds signs of her accumulating grace
As if a prophesy were written in the lines on her face
Lately it just seems as if my heart has grown cold
And everything I've ever cared about has been sold or stolen
Won't somebody take me out of state, please take me out of range
Because this life that I've been living has grown dangerous and strange
You could put me in a prison cell and I wouldn't miss this place
It holds a lifetime full of memories it'll take a lifetime to erase
My childhood only lies to me and growing old is a curse
And here I stand somewhere between it all just wondering which is worse
Lately it just seems as if my heart has grown cold
And everything I've ever cared about has been sold or stolen
Part of me is out of range, part of me is gone
Some dreams die a painless death, while others hold on
A new single from David Luximon is mesmerizing and atmospheric, soulful vocals alternating with heartfelt spoken word. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2020