by Sara Groves
When it was over and they could talk about it
She said, 'There's just one thing I have got to know
'What in that moment when you were running so hard and fast
'Made you stop and turn for home?'
He said, 'I always knew you loved me
'Even though I'd broken your heart
'I always knew there'd be a place for me
'To make a brand new start'
Love wash over a multitude of things
Make us whole
When it was over and they could talk about it
They were sitting on the couch
She said, 'What on earth made you stay here
'When you finally figured out what I was all about?'
He said, 'I always knew you'd do the right thing
'Even though it might take some time'
She said, 'Yeah, I felt that
'And that's probably what saved my life'
Love wash over a multitude of things
Make us whole
There is a love that never fails
There is a healing that always prevails
There is a hope that whispers a vow
A promise to wait while we're working it out
So come with your love and wash over us
Friday, July 30, 2010
When It Was Over
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Labels: contentment, God, Groves, historical
Friday, July 23, 2010
Where I Began
by Aaron Tate
The grass looked greener on the other side
So I tried to snatch myself from your hand
Caught a boat to anywhere but Nineveh
And well, you know, I got spit back on dry land
Give me purity and give me continence
But oh no, not yet
Like a coin hiding in the corner trying not to be swept
I was trying not to be swept
Kicking against these goads
Sure did cut up my feet
And didn't your hands get bloody
As you washed them clean?
Here I am again, back where I began
Try as I may I can't get away from you
And all these roads that lead me to roam
Bring me back home
Here I am again, back where I began
So you have yourself your ninety-nine
Isn't that enough for you?
Still you followed me to the shadowed valley
Carried me on your shoulders too
I've done the work of Sisyphus
Thinking that I could get over this hill
But the one thing I can't get over now
Is the force of your will
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Labels: Caedmon's Call, God, hope, rebellion, salvation
Monday, July 19, 2010
All the Years
by Randall Goodgame
I've grown tired of all the years
I can feel my bones grinding down
I used to cage all my fears
But I've grown tired of all the years
I have sung a thousand simple songs
For all the world to sit and hear
Candle wax has frozen up the keys that go right here
And I've grown tired of all the years
Take me away, take me away, my love
Can you find me a road I've never known?
Take me away, take me away, my love
I'm tired, can you just take me home?
I waited spring and summer for your kiss
Now yellow leaves go laughing down the road
I've bet my love, and I had to pay
But I've grown tired of all the years
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Labels: aging, contentment, life, melancholia
Friday, July 9, 2010
Light Blue Lover
by Reid Genauer
Who left this light blue lover
Lying in the cave of my chest?
Who left me holding silence
Even though it might have been best?
No way, no one, nowhere could ever confess
To have known such pleasure in such plural excess
I hope that one day I might catch my breath
But I gotta let her go, I guess
My shadow aches and itches
It's a sentiment my silence permits
I walk through foggy feelings
With punctuated pain when it hits
No way, no one, nowhere could ever express
The way her body met the hem of her dress
I hope that someday I might churn with her flesh
But I gotta let her go, I guess
There's no light
There's just night
I hope to rest
But I gotta let her go, I guess
Light blue lover in my chest
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Labels: romance, unrequited
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Maybe
by Emma Bunton
Love isn't funny
When it is burning inside
When all you think of
Is how to get through the night
And when you want it
It's just a game that you play
And when you get it
They're gonna take it away
Maybe it's nothing
Maybe it's all just in my mind
Maybe I'm foolish
Maybe it's just a waste of time
But I don't think so
Maybe I definitely know
That maybe I'm in love
So if you want it
You want to come out to play
Then you can have it
'Cause he's got plans for the day
And if I want it
There's no one out there for me
When you don't need it
There's plenty fish in the sea
Maybe it's nothing
Maybe it's all just in my mind
Maybe I'm foolish
Maybe it's just a waste of time
But I don't think so
Maybe I definitely know
Why do I keep fooling myself?
Why can't I let go?
This is not like me
But now I definitely see
That maybe I'm in love
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Labels: frustration, romance
Sunday, July 4, 2010
I Need Thee Every Hour
by Annie S. Hawks
I need thee ev'ry hour
Most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like thine
Can peace afford.
I need thee, O I need thee,
Ev'ry hour I need thee;
O bless me now, my Savior,
I come to thee.
I need thee ev'ry hour;
Stay thou nearby;
Temptations lose their pow'r
When thou art nigh.
I need thee ev'ry hour,
In joy or pain;
Come quickly, and abide,
Or life is vain.
I need thee ev'ry hour;
Teach me thy will,
And thy rich promises
In me fulfill.
I need thee ev'ry hour,
Most Holy One;
O make me thine indeed,
Thou blessed Son.
I need thee, O I need thee,
Ev'ry hour I need thee;
O bless me now, my Savior,
I come to thee.
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Psalm 23
מזמור לדוד
יהוה רעי לא אחסר׃
בנאות דשא ירביצני על־מי מנחות ינהלני׃
נפשי ישובב ינחני במעגלי־צדק למען שמו׃
גם כי־אלך בגיא צלמות לא־אירא רע כי־אתה עמדי שבטך ומשענתך המה ינחמני׃
תערך לפני שלחן נגד צררי דשנת בשמן ראשי כוסי רויה׃
אך טוב וחסד ירדפוני כל־ימי חיי ושבתי בבית־יהוה לארך ימים׃
Translation
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Thursday, July 1, 2010
Back on the Chain Gang
by Chrissie Hynde
I found a picture of you
What hijacked my world that night
To a place in the past we've been cast out of
Now we're back in the fight
We're back on the train
Back on the chain gang
A circumstance beyond our control
The phone, the TV, and the news of the world
Got in the house like a pigeon from hell
Threw sand in our eyes and descended like flies
Put us back on the train
Back on the chain gang
The powers that be
That force us to live like we do
Bring me to my knees
When I see what they've done to you
But I'll die as I stand here today
Knowing that deep in my heart
They'll fall to ruin one day
For making us part
I found a picture of you
Those were the happiest days of my life
Like a break in the battle was your past
In the wretched life of a lonely heart
Now we're back on the train
Back on the chain gang
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