in a couple days

paul padgett touches my freakin' soul when he writes. poetry, prose, term papers...basically anything, but his songwriting should be world renowned. some of you have heard my sister's band, danger and the steel cut oats. well, that's paul. he writes it all. here's a song that he wrote and recorded awhile ago, but i just heard it for the first time the other day.

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in a couple days the ache of all the things we're struggling with - of love and loss - is bound to go away.
in a couple years from now the pain that seems so big and loud will pail before the beauty of today.
and i know the evening cold can sink its teeth down to your bones but never fear 'cause morning's on its way
while this winter's sleeping sound just sneak outside and leave that house and walk until the sunrise finds your face.

so while creation waits impatiently for spring
the almighty sower's waiting on his seeds
and someday soon the buds will start to bloom
and all the empty space will fill right up with leaves
and the green...is all we'll see...it's all we'll see

don't you know you're running from the past like it's an animal and nipping at your heels
though i know you run so fast believe me that your weakness isn't something to conceal
soon enough i'll find a way to find all of our wasted days we didn't share when we shared the same town
but tonight just rest in knowing that the distance separating you and me is temporary now

o while creation waits impatiently for spring
the almighty sower's waiting on his seeds
and someday soon the buds will start to bloom
and all the empty space will fill right up with leaves
and the green...is all we'll see...it's all we'll see

oh i remember all my decembers perfectly
though they get colder
as i get older, i still believe

that while o while creation waits impatiently for spring
oh my father waits for me
all my broken branches soon enough will mend
and my emptiness he'll fill right up with leaves
and the green...is all i'll see....is all i'll see

in a couple days the weight of all the worries of your soul will lighten up and start to fade away
in a couple years from now the only thing we'll talk about will be the broken beauty of today.
and someday soon the buds will start to bloom
and all the empty space will fill right up with leaves
and the green...is all we'll see...it's all we'll see