overcast
the poppy//war & peace
Originally released on SoundCloud in 2020, Overcast is the turning point of spr;ng that inspired the album. I wrote it at the end of my rope— exhausted, lost, and overwhelmed by grief. It seemed like sorrow was all I could feel and gray was all I could see. It felt as if God had abandoned me.
When you are a three month old baby, you believe that a person disappears during peek-a-boo. But eventually you realize that objects exist even when you can’t see or feel them. I’ve found that the same is true of God’s love and presence.
Although Overcast is overall a lament, it ends on a note of hope. While the cold and rain never have an exact end date, they both end eventually. I still struggle (currently struggling…) with intense doubt on God’s nature and promises. But I’ve learned (am learning still haha) that my present circumstances do not dictate my eternity.
For the second chapter of April, I picked poppies for the painful times of war and the peace that is on the horizon.
credits:
mixing/mastering by HONEYVERB RECORDS
the poppy//war & peace
Originally released on SoundCloud in 2020, Overcast is the turning point of spr;ng that inspired the album. I wrote it at the end of my rope— exhausted, lost, and overwhelmed by grief. It seemed like sorrow was all I could feel and gray was all I could see. It felt as if God had abandoned me.
When you are a three month old baby, you believe that a person disappears during peek-a-boo. But eventually you realize that objects exist even when you can’t see or feel them. I’ve found that the same is true of God’s love and presence.
Although Overcast is overall a lament, it ends on a note of hope. While the cold and rain never have an exact end date, they both end eventually. I still struggle (currently struggling…) with intense doubt on God’s nature and promises. But I’ve learned (am learning still haha) that my present circumstances do not dictate my eternity.
For the second chapter of April, I picked poppies for the painful times of war and the peace that is on the horizon.
credits:
mixing/mastering by HONEYVERB RECORDS
lyrics:
My feelings are the weather
A hurricane
An earthquake
But really it’s been
A cloudy day
Seventy and sunny in the city
But I miss her
A lot today
And I can’t control
The weather, the weather
I’m just looking to find You
And ask that today will be the last
You’ll take my hand and it’ll all pass
I’ll be tired tomorrow
Next week’s sky is overcast
You promise grace for today
And healing for tomorrow
I know, you’ve done it before
But I’m crushed under this sorrow
I look and see
All my failures set before me
Pain and trials will come
How can I survive another one
And I keep looking to the sky
But I can’t see the Heavens
Don’t hide Your face from me
Or is grief clouding what I can see?
How can this be Your answer?
Is this how it all ends?
Can’t you bless me with joy again
And wash my bloody hands
But when the day does come
when He calls me home
All my tears will be gone
With Him is the purest joy
I’ll be tired tomorrow
But next week’s sky is His forecast
My feelings are the weather
A hurricane
An earthquake
But really it’s been
A cloudy day
Seventy and sunny in the city
But I miss her
A lot today
And I can’t control
The weather, the weather
I’m just looking to find You
And ask that today will be the last
You’ll take my hand and it’ll all pass
I’ll be tired tomorrow
Next week’s sky is overcast
You promise grace for today
And healing for tomorrow
I know, you’ve done it before
But I’m crushed under this sorrow
I look and see
All my failures set before me
Pain and trials will come
How can I survive another one
And I keep looking to the sky
But I can’t see the Heavens
Don’t hide Your face from me
Or is grief clouding what I can see?
How can this be Your answer?
Is this how it all ends?
Can’t you bless me with joy again
And wash my bloody hands
But when the day does come
when He calls me home
All my tears will be gone
With Him is the purest joy
I’ll be tired tomorrow
But next week’s sky is His forecast