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All We Left Unsaid   Run Time: 3:44

Written by Bill Mallonee for CyBrenJoJosh (BMI) ©1995/2002

fare you well my noble grace
there are places we have been
milestones on this path we walk
you were my constant friend

and i was busy chasing shadows
when you slipped beneath waves
now i'm drownin' here in my regret
and all i left unsaid

who knows what proper judgment
befalls these sin-sick hearts
weary and seeking comfort
or a candle in the dark

you were bleeding with some burden
you would not give away
now i'm drownin' here in my regret
of all i left unsaid

now words they could be prayers
or some melodious song
words they are empty buildings
that we all hide among

are promises just good intentions
dreams that we wished we had made
castles yes but those made of sand
and all we left unsaid

rumors rumors yes i've heard them
all around this town
what is come from heaven
cannot stay in the ground

and so i hang onto for dear life
the words the young girl said
i'm beginning to hear whispers
of all we left unsaid

Did You Know?

Bill expounds, "i'm sure there is a judas in each of us... i think that was in my mind for part of the writing on this one... i have always identified more with him than peter and his denial... as a footnote, historically speaking, the Church has never held a position on where judas is; i take this as sign of hope... we are not allowed to judge anyone because we do not know what goes through anyone's mind during his or her last moments... mercy, peace and final joy, elusive as they may have been in this life, seem to be a possibility right up to the end... A heart-felt 'Father, I am unworthy...' seems to cover a lot of distance between oneself and God... this was recorded in one take in my kitchen by Joe Kirk on a mini-disc player. i had written it that morning and then Joe showed up for an interview and i was like a kid showing off a 'new toy.'"

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