Serendipity
Abigail Stallings
Verse One
Thimbling fingers tracing the tune of a string
Rushing the morning forgetting the place of your things
Counting the moments, you realize you’re missing your home
Knowing to be there won’t help when you feel it alone
Pre-Chorus
They say it’s just wanderlust; that drags all the comfort to rust
The days of September will pass; but please let these memories last
Chorus
If I see the world in my unfinished pages
Will I find a joy in the moments of dear?
When yesterday’s over I long for tomorrow
Oh, I’m still not sure that the purpose is clear
When old memories fade how I long for the new ones
Can I keep these pieces all tied in a bow?
Saved for the day when I’m unsure and troubled
Identity rings and then I will know
Serendipity
Verse Two
Words won’t be said ‘til we’re racing the streets in my car
I question the moments to share and the ones to keep far
Watching the moon and the stars tell a story above
Scan all the pieces is this unrequited or love?
Pre-Chorus
They say it’s just wanderlust; that drags all the comfort to rust
The days of September will pass; but please let these memories last
Chorus
If I see the world in my unfinished pages
Will I find a joy in the moments of dear?
When yesterday’s over I long for tomorrow
Oh, I’m still not sure that the purpose is clear
When old memories fade how I long for the new ones
Can I keep these pieces all tied in a bow?
Saved for the day when I’m unsure and troubled
Identity rings and then I will know
Bridge
You threw me out like the seeds of a melon
But I grew up stronger than I was back then
I mended up fully the pieces you shattered
With wisdom and grace, and a paper and pen
Oh, I’m moving over the bridges you crumbled
Cause I’ve got a view that is deep and unknown
When I crossed the valley, it seemed ten feet smaller
And never again will I fall alone
Chorus
If I see the world in my unfinished pages
Will I find a joy in the moments of dear?
When yesterday’s over I long for tomorrow
Oh, I’m still not sure that the purpose is clear
When old memories fade how I long for the new ones
Can I keep these pieces all tied in a bow?
Saved for the day when I’m unsure and troubled
Identity rings and then I will know
Serendipity
Fall, 2018 Issue