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| open up the skies of mercy rain down the cleansing flood healing waters rise around us draw us near Lord meet us here it's Your kindness Lord that leads us to repentance Your favor Lord is our desire it's Your beauty Lord that makes us stand in silence and Your love, Your Love is better than life... |
| open up the skies of mercy rain down the cleansing flood healing waters rise around us draw us near Lord meet us here it's Your kindness Lord that leads us to repentance Your favor Lord is our desire it's Your beauty Lord that makes us stand in silence and Your love, Your Love is better than life... |
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| "How can you see things like this.. and not believe?" |
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| in my head Ihave dreamsIhavevisionsofmanythings Questions,longingsinmymindPicturesfillmyheadIfeelsotrappedinsteadbut trapped doesn'tseemsobad'Causeyouarehere...Itdoesn'tmean anything Without youherewithmeAndIcantrytojustifyBut I still need you here with me..InmyheartIhadhopeBuiltondreamsI'llneverknowAnswerstoloveleftbehind Visions filledmyheadIfeelsotrappedinsteadbuttrappeddoesn't seemsobad'Causeyouwerenear..Itdoesn'tmeananythingwithoutyouherewithmeandIcantrytojustifybutIstillneedyouherewithme..Ican'tdoanythingwithoutyouYougivemestrengthtodoanythingIcan'tbeeverythingItrytoYousavedmefromtheEverythingIcouldn'tbe..Itdoesn'tmeananythingwithoughtyouherewithme'Cause after all is said and done I still need you here with me..Need youhere withme...I needyou here with me.. -Plumb 'Here with me' |
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Apply brain to typing aaaanddd..... GO! time goes by way too fast... I take my student i.d. for college then before i know it two years pass by. things change for the most part. some things stay the same.. but not everything. i guess this cycle of living life is changing into something of a game. everything is evolving. my experiences are changed as well as my expectations of what i do and do not know in this world. Remember in high school when you though you were the best and there was never anything else that would be as great as just waiting and having fun till you graduated .. without a care in the world? Well after that bubble has soon burst you realize how stupid your life was... and even how lucky in you naivety you lived life in. I do feel both, sometimes more one than the other but for the most part feel myself changing and learning to be what i never envisioned to see my life as. The bubble has long since popped for me but for the most part i begin to explore my growing longings to move on and learn and stick out on this never ending grinding path i see everyday. What makes us keep doing, seeing, acting and thinking the way we do? I mean, why do we think so structurally? Why do we try and live our lives like how we envision as perfect? How come there's an example for every goal we set? Why does it look like that? Do I know these answers? Do I really want to live in a box of paradoxes for the rest of my life? Do i really want to wonder why things are the way they are simply because they exist? If you think about it.. wouldn't everything and anything just be a paradox in which it has already existed and faded away? *** It's not that nothing matters anymore.. Nothing matters not any longer. It's up to me to decide how I want to live. there's no such thing as not being able to be selfish. It's necessary to be at least a little selfish. You gotta want the standards you believe in and live by to exist. You have to want them to keep being there for you, whether it be religion, ethical, racial, sexual, or just the mindset you have and what you choose to comprehend or not. I can't.. personally.. I can't let my standards or beliefs fade away, because then I will fade away as well. I won't exist. No one doesn't want to exist.. even if they don't have anything to live for. They've been given as least one gift from somewhere or something... to live. It's what we do with that chance in this literally God-forsaken cliche that we call life. Don't listen to me.. don't read this and let it rule over what your thoughts are for that short existance it flutters in your brain as you read it. Do what you want. Does it really matter that what you do has a stubborn purpose? Like art for art's sake just DO it. Mean that it's there.. or else what else have you? When did you exist? -C |