Longing for a Land I’ve Never Seen Before
“The time’s gone awry; don’t you understand? Everything that you knew has turned into sand. Everything that you thought is no longer true. The man in the mirror is no longer you.” This is a song I wrote this year with my late father, Edsel Floyd (1930-2011). When he died, I got his old leather-bound Bibles, and found they were marked with starred passages and stray lines – notes to himself, sermon prompts – written in the margins and on random scraps of paper stuffed between the pages. So I’ve woven some of these together, and some of the themes