come now and tread the dawn

August 24th, 2005

so i guess i’m not the only one that’s had Lewis and Tolkien on the brain for the last couple of months or so. my last entry was all about my recent experience with C.S. Lewis’ The Chronicles of Narnia. i have recently acquired Andrew Peterson’s latest effort, The Far Country, and i have lost count of the number of times that he references either Tolkien’s work or the Narnia series. this post won’t have much to say as its main purpose is to convey the lyrics of one of andy’s songs that i found to be particularly relevant (especially the last verse) to my last post. by the way, the album is brilliant. it’s one of the best written collection of songs that i have seen in quite a long time. for example:

little boy heart alive

open the door and run outside, your little boy heart alive
into the morning light, into the deep and wide

dinosaur bones in the flowerbed, rockets in the clouds
in a fight with a spider’s web, tunnels in the ground

winding to china, to the mist of the distant shore
better be home by suppertime, back through the planet core

feel the beat of a distant thunder, it’s the sound of an ancient song
this is the kingdom calling, come now and tread the dawn

come to the Father, come to the deeper well
drink up the water and come to live a tale to tell
the pages are turning now, this is abundant life
the joy in the journey is enough to make a grown man cry

kings and castles in the neighborhood, swords on the forest floor
dragons in the magic wood, better saddle your battle horse

fighting Goliath, better choose your weapons right
five little stones and a faith on fire, in a little boy heart alive

feel the beat of a distant thunder, it’s the sound of an ancient song
this is the kingdom calling, come now and tread the dawn

come to the Father, come to the deeper well
drink up the water and come to live a tale to tell
the pages are turning now, this is abundant life
the joy in the journey is enough to make a grown man cry

met a kid at the railroad track, he had a stick and a nylon sack
i ran to the house to pack, i wanted to follow

take a ride on the mighty lion, take a hold of the golden mane
this is the love of Jesus, so good but He is not tame

so come to the Father, come to the deeper well
drink up the water and come to live a tale to tell
the pages are turning now, this is abundant life
the joy in the journey is enough to make a grown man cry

with a little boy heart alive

ever the road goes on and on…..



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