Postcards

Postcards - Cindy Morgan

Written by：Cindy Morgan

Seventeen she ran away to the city

Thought she would find herself there

Scared and afraid she pan handled all day

To get enough for a one way fare

And a taxi to the nearest greyhound bus

Made a call mom said please come home to us

I'm searching I'm traveling

My life's been unraveling

I still don't know where this will lead

Enjoying the weather

I'll get it together so don't worry

I'll send you a postcard

From my journey to me

Crawled through the desert

And swam in the ocean

Tried meditation

And a few magic potions

Marched at the whitehouse

Agianst the attacks

Sent a call out to buddah

But he never called back

And I'm thinking there must be something

I have missed

What you think of all this

I'm searching I'm traveling

My life's been unraveling

I still don't know where this will lead

Enjoying the weather

I'll get it together so worry

I'll send you a postcard

From my journey to me

If you can't find the answers from anyone else

Just have to see for yourself

Under blanket and up on a mountain

A sleeping bag prayer

Where she drank from the fountain

Thought about sunday school

Thought about Jesus

Love that's so simple grace that's so genius

Just like those ruby red slippers you know

The answers were there in her soul

I'm searching I'm traveling

But I'm not unraveling

I still don't know where this will lead

Enjoying the weather it feels like forever

Since I've seen tennessee

This is the last of my postcards

I'll be back home by the next star

I love you all with all my heart

Sincerely me