I heard this song when I got home last night and it struck a chord…
I heard someone calling me from very far away
Sister oh sister did I hear them say?
Prisoner of this endless story of pain
You hold the key
Try to find the way
And just before the flood comes
Just before the night falls
Just before the blood runs
Into the valley
Just before my eyes go
Just before it all blows to pieces
Love throws a line to you and me
-Patty Griffin
We are here to call out to our sisters. To be on the line.
Every night when I leave the bar I ask the girls “Are you going to be here tomorrow?”
For now their answer is always yes.
For now they stay.
But…
My hope rests in the word NO.
My hope rests in them WALKING AWAY.
My hope rests in them GRABBING ONTO THE LINE.
