Hi friends!

She is an amazing writer. She a poet/singer/songwriter/philosopher, and I should add that she is quiet young (her first album came out in 1995, when she was 18). She has been described as a Christian songwriter, her music has been described as alternative pop to acoustic pop to blues. I love her words, and I like her music as well. She's very poetic. She is a thinker, and her music/words have impacted my life. She performed in MN over Christmas, and the accapella band Go Fish opened for her in Duluth.

FULL NAME: Sarah Elizabeth Masen

DATE OF BIRTH: 12/1/75

HOMETOWN: Detroit, Michigan

CURRENT RESIDENCE: Nashville, Tennessee

MARITAL STATUS: Married, to David Dark on 6/27/98

CHILDREN: Daughter, Dorothy Day Dark, born on 6/26/99

CURRENT ALBUM: The Holding (re-release)

STYLE: Alternative, Contemporary, Pop, Folk, or whatever

Flames Of Truth (4:30)
Written by Sarah Masen

Quite confusion
Strangle illusions
Holding back the tears from falling

Drowning inside me
Cover what I see
Let Your light wash through my soul

Burn out what I see
Blind my eyes
Tear this painted black sea
I'm losing myself in my search for You
I'm reaching through the flames of truth

Show me Your Son's life
Pictures of pure light
I cannot capture His might
But oh how I've tried

Burn out what I see
Blind my eyes
Tear this painted black sea
I'm losing myself in my search for You
I'm reaching through the flames of truth

Forgive my thunder
Pushing You under
Give me the strength to admit
Nothing's my own here
We fall and hearts tear
Facing us towards the truth
Leaving us with the truth

Unveiled Faces (4:22)
Written by Sarah Masen

I see where You pulled me
Now I'm reaching
I've felt what You told me
Would consume my soul-shine

You showed me your glory
It overwhelmed me
You've taught me to lose myself
That's where I start to

Shine the unveiled faces
Reflecting the knowledge of Christ

Awakened by sunlight
I'm outside of the cave
Creation is dancing before me
Bearing Your name as it

Shines the unveiled faces
Reflecting the knowledge of Christ
Shine increasing glory
Transforming a simple mold to shine

And the darkness
It kills us
But it calls us friends
Drawing us back home

Shine the unveiled faces
Reflecting the knowledge of Christ
Shine increasing glory
You're crashing the shadows with light
With the light

All Fall Down (3:41)
Written by Sarah Masen

Blow your trumpets angels
Come sweet salvation
Hallelujah
Shout scattered thanks
In power-that's strength and glory
Good Lord glory
And the fool stands only to fall
But the wise trip on grace

All fall down
All fall down
Hit the ground
All fall down

Very large gates
Keep out very real heartache
Of sin and cracked creation
Oh my soul
And the beggars and saints
Will embrace and dive
Into sweet communion

And the fool stands only to fall
But the wise trip on grace

All fall down
All fall down
Hit the ground
All fall down

All fall down
Flyin' around
All fall down

And the Father will laugh
Laugh till He cries
Home at last
Goodbye false notions of independence
Welcome me security

Downtown (4:36)
Written by Sarah Masen

When I'm standing close
To the clouds of fear and doubt
I reach out my hand
To the love that pulls me out
I hop in my car that takes me down the road
That leads me straight into my Father's arms

When I'm flying deep
Into the clouds of fear and doubt
I speak loud Your name
In the midst of my defeat
I run to my car and travel down the road
That leads me straight into my Father's arms

I go driving downtown
Sitting close to fate
I go driving downtown
Where I find Your grace
I go driving downtown

When I'm falling back
Through a past of fear and doubt
I reach hard for truth
Underneath this inbetween
I look for Your lead and follow down the road
That leads me closer to my Father's arms

I go driving downtown
Sitting close to fate
I go driving downtown
Where I find Your grace
I go driving downtown
I'm free

I go driving downtown
Sitting close to fate
I go driving downtown
Where I find Your grace
I go driving downtown

When I'm flying close
Into the clouds of fear and doubt
I reach hard for truth
In the midst of my defeat
I run to my car that takes me down the road
Of grace and freedom in my Father's arms

I go driving downtown
Sitting close to fate
I go driving downtown
Where I find Your grace
I go driving downtown
I'm free

Seasons Always Change

You're a vision all undone
You are the best kind of dreadful
I've ever been a part of
We're having so much fun
There are some angels in the snow dear
And in the summer we will know dear

chorus:
Seasons always change
Everybody knows that
Everybody says that
And the sun shines through the rain
And the Wind makes us afraid, oh don't give in
Because we learn to love that way

You're a vision on the run
You are a change in the direction
When we are making some connections
We're having so much fun
And the angels watch the mystery
Of everyday you and me

[chorus]

I trust you know
That I love you all
Soon we will play
When the cool rolls off the day

[chorus]

The Double

He's got a double for his stunts
He's got a way of pushing men out the door
You'll think he's brave until he's touched
Nothing like constancy to show us what we're made of

Here's a man with a time
When he thought he'd liked you too much
Now he's changing his mind
He's all right alone

He likes the colors on the couch
And the way he hangs his things on the wall
He'll break a sweat to stop the rust
Something like frailty is always underneath us

Here's a man with a time
When he thought he'd liked you too much
Now he's changing his mind
It's never enough
And he'll tell you he's grown
To know better than to commit
To subtlety, to subtlety

I know you'd like to rip it up
And take a swing at the sky
But broken it won't fill you up
Though you're taking it in
And you're breaking a sweat
Watch it spilling out
Watch it spilling out

Here's a man with a time
When he thought he'd liked you too much
Now he's changing his mind
It's never enough
And he'll tell you he's grown
To know better than to commit
To subtlety, to subtlety

Wrap My Arms Around Your Name

Mystery's walking on my head again
In a pattern figure eight
Round a turn, cross a path again
And again and again

Save communion for the holidays
And keep perception at a safe arms length
Does hallelujah wear the same old face
I'm okay yeah okay fine okay
What I really want is

To wrap my arms around your name
To wrap my arms around your name
Do all the angels sound the same
To wrap my arms around your name

To break the cycle cynical
Keeping man inside his head
Wisdom offers up her best advice
And I'll run to her side
And ask why and ask why

To wrap my arms around your name
To wrap my arms around your name
Do all the angels sound the same
To wrap my arms around your name

I'll scrape the bottom 'til I'm good and ready old
And take the cup of kindness while searching for the gold
For the gold, for the gold

Tomorrow's filling up like yesterday
Something's constant underneath this place
Shape this prayer to sing with such a grace
For today just today or someday
What I'd really like is

75 Grains of Sand

Penny's got a new outlook this year
At least that's what she'd like to hear
Though I'd beg to differ
Cause all is still the same back home

Started with the world on fire last fall
Seems it was the spark of something small
That grew with conviction
A personal mission

And what she wouldn't give
To hold them in her hands
Those 75 little grains of sand

April was a night of nothing new
But holding what she though was true
Dawn only backwards
A sunset to start her day

And everything she used to choke at school
Swallowing the whole of untold rules
Filled with desire
all set on fire

And what she wouldn't give
To hold them in her hands
Those 75 little grains of sand
A glimpse of the now
That would change the then
Those 75 little grains of sand

And all is falling
Quite undone
She's letting go
Letting go for what's to come

Hope sometimes can blind the heart
Calling light what breathes like dark
Mistaken provisions
Can lengthen the distance
And shatter our own visions

What we wouldn't give
To hold them in our hands
Those 75 little grains of sand
A glimpse of the now
That would change the then
Those 75 little grains of sand

Fragrance of Pink

Too small to come in
Exploding with sunshock and moonfire
It's too much to choke down
I'm crashed by the nature of freedom

I'm too cracked to thrice mend
And I'm sweating my need for redemption
While guilt beads on my skin
I'm broke from my fallen condition

Come catch me in love
Again and again
I'll spin light around your name
Forternal again
I'm confessing my needs
Whispering beautiful sweets
In a fragrance of pink

Move towards my dark side
Because I'm threatened by mystery and matches
But I'll pick up the cup
And swallow my past full of ashes

Come catch me in love
Again and again
I'll spin light around your name
Forternal again
I'm confessing my needs
Whispering beautiful sweets
In stark orange and green
It's my own fragrance of pink

Glory I'm undone
I'm stretched out on the water of wisdom
Fill me up 'til I drown
From sucking the nectar of being found
Sucking the nectar of being found

Stories in My Pockets

Monday's got us running to our knees again
It seems we're always waiting on the floor
Our destination Sunday is full of the unknown
But we're building our own bridges to the shore
In hopes for so much more

Silent eyes are watching we're beginning to explore
But the lights are growing dim because we are poor
Isn't this the place we're practicing belief
Seems we're always looking at the door
In hopes for so much more

And the stories in my pockets
Are the best I've ever lived
So what if they don't sell sell sell
I'll take you out for coffee
And we'll talk about D.C.
And Philly underneath October moons

Fall is walking us into a cold December wind
And maybe we won't last too long
But maybe we will make it to play a brave new song
Mixing up the failure with the new
In hopes for something true

And the painting on the walls here
Are the best we've ever done
An Experiment in abstract dreams
And the colors are colliding
In strange redemptive hues
What we've got here is a good slow burn
What we've got here is a good true thing
A good true thing, a good true thing