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| we give up things so others can happen when we think it is the best
now after i cry i will lay me head to rest
peace be with you when not with me
if only there was another way to be
way to be, way to be
while running this race i stopped to smell the flowers
running like man but feeling like a coward
and now i stand, with you and just you alone
stripped down to my marrow done to my bones
if only there was another way to be
way to be, way to be
i have a cocktail of emotions shaken and stirred
my heart broken battered and burned
take me higher and away from this and me
lord have you killed me like the fig tree
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| i find myself at another crossroad of life
you it is sad that you find someone who revolutionizes your life and has a place in your heart, and then down the road you remember that some people are in your life for a season and seasons pass... what do you do when you arent ready to face autumn....
it seems the friends i have aquired the last two years are fading and it saddens me because they have changed me and my heart through their character and love and graece and mercy and wisdom.... especially love ..... although smiles come less these days i am happy because everyday has brought something to try me and make me grow....
but i dont know if i am willing to let go fully if i have to of the people in my life... it is ironic that the person who is afraid of losing friends is the one who is thinking bout what if i have to let go....
my heart is torn and chipped in certain areas ..... i only let god break my heart if he has too, im not going to let others do that to me anymore
kyost
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| "For You To Notice..." DASHBOARD CONFESSIONALS
I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head
where I would impress you
with every single word I said.
Would come out insightful or brave or smooth or charming
and you'd want to call me
And I would be there every time
you'd need me
I'd be there every time...
But for now I'll look so longingly
waiting...
For you to want me, for you to need me, for you to notice me
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| if the was meant to be, oh the generosity of life has handed me nothing more then a shekel, to pass down, it floats by but the smallest hints of light catch my eye, die die slip away, the sweetest drips of sympathy tune the melodies, syrin or angel, ill choose the warmth of my own blood
seranades and sips of tea, screams of fears as i wipe her tears, the weeping willows scream, but you say it will all be ok is you stay, but you say it is will illusions of monumental occassion if you come with me, you and you really equal two and that is what makes me lament for dry bones once living
oh you think you know, hows it goes, but you only see your two feet walking, you wish knew but you blew your chance, thanksgiving wishbones have seen more wholeness then me, from stationary to the highest of velocites, ill come if you need me but ill if you want me, it is hard to live for one when two choose your actions, i give i gave i have given it all for you, not it is time for me
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