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Thursday, January 05, 2006
Billie Holiday on the Radio...
...My sluggish heart is beating seven beats too slow
another sad song and another shot of blue
cold and unconcerned are anything but new
He said “Love endures all things”
and it hurts to think He’s right
If I mark the span of failure
is his burden just as light?...
Sparta was an ancient city in Greece, the capital of Laconia. The city lay at the northern end of the central Laconian plain, on the right bank of the river Eurotas. The site was strategically sited, guarded from three sides by mountains, controlling the routes by which invading armies could penetrate Laconia and the southern Peloponnessus.
...I am, Spartan...
Do you ever wonder why? Why is it so hard to articulate? Why do some things just not make sense? Why do I feel such emotion as I listen to this song? Why do I feel no emotion when I'm told that there is something wrong with my brother.
...Close my heart so tight...
School comes once again. Last semester was amazingly easy and I know that in the coming year the work will become increasingly harder. My world will soon come to consist of soully homework, work, and if I'm lucky church. Sorry, no more room for friends. I'm not sure how but somehow I managed to get a 4.0 this last semester. It really did surprise me considering that I haven't done this type of work for at least the last two years. The amazing ness of we.
...Jesus, save me...
The end of my seasonal time with Target is coming up soon. I have another two weeks or more and I'll probably only work two more times. Ah well, this is life, mine friend. Where will I be in five years? Where will I be in three years? Where will I be in one year? Where will I be in one month? Only my Lord knows I suppose.
...from myself tonight...
I see not my feet as I walk through this forest. They walk, stumble and fall as I am blind. Maybe the forest is too thick, maybe there is no light to fall on me, maybe I do not want to see.
...Limping through the world
there’s a knowing look or two
is it just the cripples here
who understand the truth?
Why is love so painful
why do we always lose
paving pathways for the lost
the bitter, and recluse?
He said “Love endures all things”
and it hurts to think it’s true
did it nail Him on a cross
did it crucify Him too?...
another sad song and another shot of blue
cold and unconcerned are anything but new
He said “Love endures all things”
and it hurts to think He’s right
If I mark the span of failure
is his burden just as light?...
Sparta was an ancient city in Greece, the capital of Laconia. The city lay at the northern end of the central Laconian plain, on the right bank of the river Eurotas. The site was strategically sited, guarded from three sides by mountains, controlling the routes by which invading armies could penetrate Laconia and the southern Peloponnessus.
...I am, Spartan...
Do you ever wonder why? Why is it so hard to articulate? Why do some things just not make sense? Why do I feel such emotion as I listen to this song? Why do I feel no emotion when I'm told that there is something wrong with my brother.
...Close my heart so tight...
School comes once again. Last semester was amazingly easy and I know that in the coming year the work will become increasingly harder. My world will soon come to consist of soully homework, work, and if I'm lucky church. Sorry, no more room for friends. I'm not sure how but somehow I managed to get a 4.0 this last semester. It really did surprise me considering that I haven't done this type of work for at least the last two years. The amazing ness of we.
...Jesus, save me...
The end of my seasonal time with Target is coming up soon. I have another two weeks or more and I'll probably only work two more times. Ah well, this is life, mine friend. Where will I be in five years? Where will I be in three years? Where will I be in one year? Where will I be in one month? Only my Lord knows I suppose.
...from myself tonight...
I see not my feet as I walk through this forest. They walk, stumble and fall as I am blind. Maybe the forest is too thick, maybe there is no light to fall on me, maybe I do not want to see.
...Limping through the world
there’s a knowing look or two
is it just the cripples here
who understand the truth?
Why is love so painful
why do we always lose
paving pathways for the lost
the bitter, and recluse?
He said “Love endures all things”
and it hurts to think it’s true
did it nail Him on a cross
did it crucify Him too?...
