If it’s what I can’t accept
“Take me deeper past the lights
where nothing dims these stars”
It’s a pity we don’t know what the little flowers know
they can’t face the cold November, they can’t take the wind and snow.
They put their glories all behind them, bow their heads and let it go
but you know they’ll be there shining in the morning.
songs playing in my head the last few days:
maybe you’re young without youth or maybe you’re lost without knowing anything’s true; I think you’re young without youth. … sing a song about myself keep singing a song about myself not some invisible world… so you let me hear songs that were written all about you.. the good songs weren’t written for you; they’ll never be about you.
I cannot believe my eyes — how the world’s filled with filth and lies.. but it’s plain to see: evil inside of me is on the rise. Look around: we’re living with the lost and found. Just when you feel you’ve almost drowned, you find yourself on solid ground. And you believe there’s good in everybody’s heart; keep it safe and sound. …
Stand back everyone; nothing here to see — just imminent danger, in the middle of it: me. … A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.
Someday you’ll know that nature is so;
the same rain that draws you near me,
falls on rivers and land, on forests and sand;
makes the beautiful world that you’ll see in the morning…
Everything’s fine in the morning…[link]
bits / praises … words and phrases (…)
Song of the day: The Spill Canvas – The Tide
Heaven’s not a place that you go when you die—it’s that moment in life when you actually feel alive..
Excellent song.. been a while since I’ve heard it.. grabbed me easily again when it came up on random; first time I fully paid attention to it.. Listen to the whole story!
You’ll stay alone forever if you wait for the right time—what are you hoping for? I’m here and now; I’m ready, holding on tight; don’t give away the end—the one thing that stays mine.
The song’s been cited before. But particular songs have a way of showing up on a random playlist when you’re ready to hear them; or at least you stop skipping through once you hear a right song.