Doorbell by kb. mcanelly
Some things ring right. And some things ring true.
Some things bring joy, like when I think of you.
And I know how long it’s been… since we sang together.
And frankly, my friend, it seems like forever…
Yes, it’s been forever.
Thirty seems awful when you stop to think on it.
It’s halfway to to sixty if we live that long.
But all I know is I’m more than beholding
Since I never was there when you sang that song.
I’ve been to the coast and watched her waves washing
the rocks in the water, the sand on the shore.
and I’ve wandered and wondered
between so many stages
and come to think on it, I couldn’t do more
except wait for you to knock on the door.