Justin Brock | Posts Tagged ‘ Rebuild These Ruins ’


Deadly Songs

Nov 1st, 1999 | By Justin Brock | Category: Songs

I’ve got midas fingerprints A fool could see the evidence Smudged on every work And smeared on every lover I’d gladly give this magic back The more I touch the more I lack And gold won’t slake my thirst And gold won’t ease my hunger Come I’m so scared of being gold Prometheus could learn [...]




Matthew’s Song

Sep 1st, 1999 | By Justin Brock | Category: Songs

Matthew is forgetting how to speak Nothing says what he’s been trying to mean He stutters until silence speaks his pain But I feel his eyes, I know his name Matthew he can never play it safe Tells me “friend, this girl is redefining grace. She knows how to put me in my place On [...]




Rebuild These Ruins

Aug 30th, 1999 | By Justin Brock | Category: Songs

Sometimes she just wants a quiet place She’d gladly share with poor who pray Her soul a cathedral Leave all of the bustle outside St. peter’s can’t hold All the emptiness she hides. Sometimes everyone’s so curious But she’s left her past for better days Though vaguely she see’s them Her memories make no sound [...]




Quake

Jan 1st, 1999 | By Justin Brock | Category: Songs

I come here innocent enough Come here to fool myself What would it cost one to lie With you are shadows turning I read their message hit the walls This is what if feels like to fall Seems it’d be more of a shock Death is a dance in the dark Till you hit the [...]




Innocent Skin

Jul 1st, 1998 | By Justin Brock | Category: Songs

She speaks with tongues of fire She is fluent in this flame Her lips are hitmen for hire Two thugs with deadly aim Bullet hums again Hear her bang and then Break the innocent skin. She’s holding hands with devils She is ambidextrous Both hands deep in this tar baby Baby no way out tonight [...]




Hymn of Autumn

Oct 1st, 1997 | By Justin Brock | Category: Songs

I wrote “Hymn of Autumn” in one hour.1 In the fall of 1997, it fell out of me with the excitement of discovery as Autumn became the way I was loved. Fall, not that we have much of one in the South2, is my favorite season of the year. This is a hymn to God [...]




Exposure

Mar 1st, 1996 | By Justin Brock | Category: Songs

Strip me down Look on my shame How I tremble when you Speak my name I may recoil at your touch It’s what I fear it’s what I need so much I am naked here and ashamed I fear the eyes that stroke my frame You say I’m beautiful, you see I’m blemished And the [...]




Free

Feb 14th, 1996 | By Justin Brock | Category: Songs

I wrote this song at night in Barbour Auditorium at Belhaven College on Valentine’s Day, 1996. The irony of a song written on Valentine’s Day with “Free” as the title is likely why I remember the day at all. The song has absolutely nothing to do with romance, but I was feeling blissfully unattached as [...]




Offering

Feb 1st, 1996 | By Justin Brock | Category: Songs

I have no offering only my sin to bring you I have no song to sing only a heart of stone my heart is hard inside dry from the tears I have not cried I need your mercy, Lord to shake and shatter me shake my soul till I am broken till I am whole [...]




How You Love Me

Dec 1st, 1995 | By Justin Brock | Category: Songs

Why does my heart turn to stone? Why do I turn my back on you? Why am I numb? Look at what I’ve become. Can’t you break me in two? Oh, how you love me In spite of myself. Oh, how you love me Like nobody else. All of the light fades away As I [...]