Resolution Progress - Month 3; "Scales"

March proved to be another successful month in my reading journey. Here's the progress:

C of N: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader - Lewis

The Great Typo Hunt - Jeff Deck and Benjamin Herson

In the Beginning, God - Marva Dawn (in progress)

I'll start with the second first. Typo Hunt was an absolutely amazing story. Jeff Deck writes with so much personality and wit that his journey starts to feel like your own, or at least makes you want to go on your own. I highly recommend it for someone looking for a fairly light-hearted read with some humor and an occasional deep thought.

Dawn Treader impacted me more than Prince Caspian, but I am certain that a lot of imagery and meaning was lost on me this first time around. My two favorite parts were the ending with the bright light and sweet water, and the part with Eustace being turned into a dragon. The latter inspired a song I'd like to share with you. The lyrics are below, and the song can be heard just below those. I hope you enjoy.

Scales

I can hardly recognize this heart of sin

These are not my hands, this is not my skin

How I came to be this way I'm not too sure

I'm looking for some hope, hoping for a cure

I want to see, a change in me

One by one the scales they fall

But underneath there's more

I need sharper claws than mine

To reach down to the core

I'm sorry for the things I have been

I just want to be a boy again

I slip deeper in this cave to hide my shame

No one knows this face, let alone my name

But with each day I just feel more and more alone

I miss my friends, I miss my home

Who can call me out of the dark?

And pierce this armor right down to my heart?

Chorus

Your breath has filled my lungs

I thought I could breathe on my own

You dig down to my soul

Undressing me right down to the bone

Cast me into the waves

So that they can wash me clean

The stinging that's on my skin

Tells me that I'm alive again

Gone are the tears and all of the pain

As I wrap my fingers in your mane

And one by one the scales they fell

And under there's no more

You've got sharper claws than mine

That reached down to the core

Forgiven for the things I have been,

You let me be a boy again

Scales by Michael Kuehn