Cover Me

Cover me
When I walk alone
Cover me
When my stance it stumbles home
Cover me
We’ll trip on through the sands of time
And cover me
Cause I’ve been branded
I’ve lost my mind
Lost my mind
But you’ll cover me yeah
Give me shelter from the storm

Over me

You fade into the night
Over me
You melt into the light
Over me
You will fear the things I need
Over me
You will feel the hate I breed
You’re under me

And you will question my authority
You’re under me
You will lose almost everything
You’re under me
You will feel the pain I bring you
You’re under me
And you never change
You never change a fucking thing
Not a fucking thing
But you’ll cover me
Yeah, give me shelter from the storm
Cover me
Cover me
Don’t you cover me

Cover me
Won’t you
Cover me
Cover me
Give me shelter from the storm

People push & shove on time

I give it to you
What I have is what is mine
I feel it for you
You’ve got to cover me
You’ve got to cover me
People take & people steal
I have it for you
What I have is what I fear
I fear it for you
You’ve got to cover me
Cause I’ve been branded a broken man
Broken man
But you’ll cover me, yes
Give me shelter from the storm

Cover Me – Candlebox

What is it inside of us all that shelters us from pain, sometimes forms a cover from the darkness that invades our psyche from time to time? Something bad happens, a loss perhaps, yet we cant seem to give in to the pain right away. Yes we have moments of overwhelming grief, then something happens in our minds and it is suppressed for a time. Perhaps we have a built in mental valve, a pressure relief that prevents us from going down a road that is not helpful. I felt this when my father died, and now again with the loss of my friend.

The human mind is so incredibly complex. Pain and pleasure go hand in hand, fear and bravery are inseparable. Love and hate can encompass a single moment, unbounded joy and debilitating sadness in a single day. As much as I have thought about this subject, I’m still no further to understanding my own mind then when I started. But I have learned to go with it and believe there is a reason for the different feelings. I think it makes us stronger.

Angry and inconsiderate people that we deal with every day, rude and even hostile souls that push us to the edge civility, that is a test of ones worth to the inner being we so long to be. Forgiveness and a quest for balance in all things, a goal I have set for the remainder of my life. I find it so hard to let go the ingrained reaction to the outside stimuli, the same old resentments and hair raising bouts of silly, never ending madness. When I step back it seems such a waste of energy, energy that should be put to a better use. Then something like this happens, and I know I’m going to be Ok….

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5 thoughts on “Cover Me

  1. Oh John …. it is SO hard, this grief. The pain, the thump in the guts, razor to the heart pain. And you are so right …. we do have an inner mechanism that disallows the free fall. I don’t know what that is, but I am grateful. Being here in a city in the midst of this sorrow makes me more alert to the rudeness of others and more in danger of being extremely cutting myself. But there is no need. Nature knows that, she of the greatest anger and the greatest softness, she of the heat and the freezing cold, she of growth and renewal and of death, she who knows that however hard we resist she will always be there offering up on a plate the very balm we need if we only open our eyes. And you do. You search your soul, your psyche and your spirit and that is good but in the end you have all the answers staring right at you because you embrace what she has to offer. And our friend is now part of that. Somewhere out there she is shining down on you … she has you covered 🤗

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  2. After my friend’s passing, I was able to park along US89 in Logan Canyon Utah during a winter full moon & get that feeling u showed with the sunset pic.

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