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19.4.03

Lifehouse Out Of Breath I still feel the same though everything has changed the pain it cost now I feel lost inside of my own name but I keep running I am running I keep living for the day that I'm with you that I'm with you the past has left its stain now I feel the shame I'll seize the day if you take away the chains of yesterday but I keep running I am running I keep living for the day that I'm with you and I am waiting I am waiting I keep waiting for the day that I'm with you a new day the sun is shining seems I'm closer to finding that life is more than where we are no way that I am TURNING as long as the sun is burning now it seems that all I want is you I still feel the same though everything has changed the pain it cost now I feel lost inside of my own name but I keep running I am running I keep living for the day that I'm with you an I am waiting I am waiting I keep waiting for the day that I'm with you that I'm with you
here we go again by shane barnard here we go again i forgot about You today pass the salt to me don't pour it out well i might as well be cold i figured out it's all a waste of time why you dig a well if you're gonna find it dry my friend? sharpen up that ax, don't chop it down well you might as well have laid the wet stone down it's all a waste of time how can i know this and still walk away?! my life, it's all a waste of time why you sippin java if you know you need your rest tonight? add some sugar please, some sweet and low and make it all decaffeinated so i won't stay up it's all a waste of time why prepare for battle if you're never gonna fight my friend? battle lines are drawn, negotiating with the Spirit can i make a deal on my own terms? it's all a waste of time how can i know this and still walk away?! my life, it's all a waste of time to be in my, in my comfort zone Your life is the Truth, so worthy of my time! here we go again i forgot about You today
numb by jared ross, shane & caleb i can smell the smoke in my room i feel the heat on my face but i don't know where it's coming from my Best Friend looks at me and says stop, drop, and roll i search my skin for flames this stuff i s getting old wake up now lift up your eyes feel my pain realize and recognize i call your name time has come you are numb the hunter coats his knife with blood one winter's night licks the blade that takes his life masked by the elements his senses unaware an eternal mistake that left him lying there but he did not know the future his actions foretold and he did not feel, the blood that made him real
Sorry To Myself For hearing all my doubts so selectively and For continuing my numbing love endlessly. For helping you and myself: not even considering For beating myself up and overfunctioning. To whom do I owe the biggest apology? No one’s been crueler than I’ve been to me. For letting you decide if I indeed was desirable For myself love being so embarassingly conditional. And for denying myself to somehow make us compatible and for trying to fit a rectangle into a ball. And To whom do I owe the biggest apology? No one’s been crueler than I’ve been to me. I'm sorry to myself. My apologies begin here before everybody else. I'm sorry to myself. For treating me worse than I would anybody else. For blaming myself for your unhappiness and for my impatience when I was perfect where I was. Ignoring all the signs that I was not ready, and expecting myself to be where you wanted me to be. To whom do I owe the first apology? No one’s been crueler than I’ve been to me. And I’m sorry to myself. My apologies begin here before everybody else. I’m sorry to myself. For treating me worse than I would anybody else. Well, I wonder which crime is the biggest ? Forgetting you or forgetting myself... Had I heeded the wisdom of the latter, I would’ve naturally loved the former. For ignoring you: my highest voices. For smiling when my strife was all too obvious. For being so disassociated from my body, and for not letting go when it would’ve been the kindest thing. To whom do I owe the biggest apology? No one’s been crueler than I’ve been to me. And I’m sorry to myself. My apologies begin here before everybody else I’m sorry to myself. For treating me worse than I would anybody else. I’m sorry to myself. My apologies begin here before everybody else I’m sorry to myself. For treating me worse than I would anybody else

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