Some lines that are getting to me...
I think I think too much.
I've been taught to hold back my tears,
And avoid them.
But you make pain into something I could touch.
I think I'd be better off without you here.
And I bet you're sweet and hard to get over.
So I'll cry and people will stop and stare.
Now that's okay.
Let them stop and stare.
You were blessed by a different kind of inner view: it's all magnified.
The highs would make you fly, and the lows make you want to die.
And I was once there, hanging from that very ledge where you are standing.
When the night just cuts you through and the dream is lost to you, when you're worried and confused, I'll give you my heart, give you my shoulder.
Send forth Your Light Lord,
And send forth Your Truth
Let them guide me to Your Holy Place
Then will I go to the Altar of God
To my Joy, my Delight and my Strength
You who live in heaven, hear the prayers of those of us who live on earth, who are afraid of being left by those we love, and who get hardened by the hurt.
The bravest thing I have is hope...
halogen, the lights will flicker
incadescent burning lies
and the silence stands for nothing
desperate i search the skies aching for a spark
trembling in pitchest dark
i hope to lose myself
for good
i hope to find it in the end
not in me ... me
in You
Could you let down your hair
And be transparent for a while
Just a little while
See if your human after all
Honesty is a hard attribute to find
When we all want to seem like we've got it all figured out
I may be the first to say that I don't have a clue
I don't have all the answers
And God I pretend like I do just
Trying to find my way
Trying to find my way the best that I know how
I can't run anymore
I fall before You
Here I am
I have nothing left
Though I've tried to forget
You're all that I am
I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness
And all the real people are really not real at all
The more I learn, the more I learn
The more I cry, the more I cry
As I say goodbye to the way of life
I thought I had designed for me
And it is me who is my enemy
Me who beats me up
Me who makes the monsters
Me who strips my confidence
Cause I am hanging on every word you're saying
Even if you don't wanna speak tonight


1 Comments:
To know that those words have touched you the same way they touched me... I am so blessed. Music definately brought us together though it was something neither of us orchestrated.
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