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My Oh My

Thu, 24 Jul 2008 01:00:02 GMT

What on earth is going on in my heart
Has it turned as cold as stone
Seems these days I don't feel anything
Less it cuts me right down to the bone
What on earth is going on in my heart

My oh my you know it just don't stop
It's in my mind I wanna tear it up
I've tried to fight it, tried to turn it off
But it's not enough
It takes a lotta love
It takes a lotta love my friend
To keep your heart from freezing
To push on till the end
My oh my

What on earth is going on in my head
You know I used to be so sure
You know I used to be so definite
Thought I knew what love was for
I look around these days and I'm not so sure

My oh my you know it just don't stop
It's in my mind I wanna tear it up
I've tried to fight it tried to turn it off
But it's not enough
It takes a lotta love
It takes a lotta love my friend
To keep your heart from freezing
To push on till the end

My oh my you know I just can't win
I burn it down it comes right back again
What kinda world is this we're living in
where you never win
It takes a lotta love
It takes a lotta love these days
To keep your heart from freezing
To keep your spirit free
- David Gray

Today

Mon, 26 May 2008 16:09:28 GMT

marks a new chapter, in so many ways.

Monday, October 08, 2007

Mon, 08 Oct 2007 12:27:55 GMT

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
     for a break that would make it okay
        There's always one reason
             to feel not good enough
   and it's hard at the end of the day
   I need some distraction
         Oh beautiful release
            memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
     I'll find some peace tonight

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

        So tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
and the storm keeps on twisting
   you keep on building the lie
       that you make up for all that you lack
              it don't make no difference
                    Escaping one last time
        it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
        This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

- Angel, Sarah Mclachlan

still its tough being human

Tue, 03 Apr 2007 02:46:49 GMT

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Sat, 07 Oct 2006 14:25:44 GMT

Our hearts, a bubble maker's dream
Moved on by winds of everything

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Dear God,
Surround me as I speak,
The bridges that I walk across are weak
Frustrations fill the void that I can't solely bare

Dear God,
Don't let me fall apart
You've held me close to you
I have turned away and searched for answers
I can't understand

They say that I can move the mountains
And send them falling to the sea
They say that I can walk on water
If I would follow and believe
With faith like a child

Sometimes,
When I feel miles away
And my eyes can't see your face
I wonder if I've grown to lose
The recklessness I walked in light of you

They say that love can heal the broken
They say that hope can make you see
They say that faith can find a Savior
If you would follow and believe
With faith like a child

-Jars of Clay

The World At Large

Mon, 18 Sep 2006 07:26:13 GMT

Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.
If the world's at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop.
You don't know where and you don't know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.

Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.
We'll float on maybe would you understand?
Gonna float on maybe would you understand?
Well I'll float on maybe would you understand?

The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.
The day's get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.

I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still haven't got anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?

The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didn't know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didn't understand.

I know that starting over is not what life's all about.
But my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Tue, 20 Jun 2006 00:38:29 GMT

I hate losing things.

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But sometimes the pure joy of finding it back overrides the frustration of losing it

woooot

Sunday, April 30, 2006

Sun, 30 Apr 2006 15:18:36 GMT

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Wed, 30 Mar 2005 15:24:23 GMT

s t e p p i n g s t o n e / s t u m b l i n g b l o c k

Sunday, March 06, 2005

Sun, 06 Mar 2005 11:19:39 GMT

You're raising these twenty-four voices

with twenty four hearts

with all of my symphonies in twenty-four parts

i want to be one today

centered and true