Table for Two

I had another one of those moments where I acutely felt my "empty hands." That is, I felt the great gap between what I want and the reality that I don't yet have it.

Just as I was knee deep in the moment, "Table for Two" by Caedmon's Call came up on my iTunes. A song that perfectly expresses the vulnerability, hope and hurt of waiting for something, or more accurately, someone that you want.

Gotta post the lyrics for this one!

Danny and I spent another late night over pancakes
We talked about soccer
And how every man's just the same.
We made speculation
On who's and the when's of our futures
And how everyone's lonely
But still we just couldn't complain.

And how we just hate being alone

Could I have missed my only chance
And now I'm just wasting my time
By lookin' around

But ya know I know better,
I'm not gonna worry 'bout nothin'.
Cause if the birds and the flowers survive,
Then I'll make it okay.
I'm given a chance and a rock;
see which one breaks a window.
See which one keeps me up all night and into the day.

Because I'm so scared of being alone
That I forget what house I live in.
And it's not my job to wait by the phone
For her to call.

Well this day's been crazy
But everything's happened on schedule,
from the rain and the cold
To the drink that I spilled on my shirt.
'Cause You knew how You'd save me
before I fell dead in the garden,
And You knew this day
long before You made me out of dirt.

And You know the plans that You have for me
And You can't plan the end and not plan the means
And so I suppose I just need some peace,
Just to get me to sleep