Dig 2006 I was watching the rain drop to the sound of your voice. It’s been said in a thousand ways, but you pull me back down and you move me. Your peace sets my mind afire, it curbs unrelenting inventions and ventures to blaze me a trail through the dust. Staple each corner of my heart to lock clear nights in. Hold the stars that carry dreams I whispered up in young nights. You find these things in me, I’m not looking. I locked these things in me, but you’re digging.