Tuesday, December 22, 2009
I don't know what you smoke or what countries you've been to if you speak any other languages other than your own but I'd like to meet you I don't know if you drive if you love the ground beneath you I don't know if you write letters or panic on the phone still I'd like to call you all the same, if you want to, I am game.I don't know if you can swim or if the sea has any draw for you if you're better in the morning or when the sun goes down I'd like to talk to you I don't know if you can dance if the thought ever occurred to you if you eat what you've been given or push it round your plate still I'd like to cook for you all the same, I would want to, I am game,If you walk my way and I could keep my head we could creep away in the dark or maybe not, we could shoot it down anyway.I don't know if you read novels or the magazines if you love the hand that feeds you I assume that your heart's been bruised I know I'd like to know you you don't know if I can draw at all or what records I am into if I sleep like a spoon or rarely at all or maybe you would do? maybe you would doif I walk your way I will keep my head we will feel our way through the dark though I don't know you I think that I would do I don't fall easy at all
Friday, December 11, 2009
Hold me near when I'm restless
Hold me near when I'm bitter
Hold me near when I"m rebellious
Hold me near until the end
Hold me near when my heart is broken
Hold me near when I'm ignorant
Hold me near when I am jealous
Hold me near until the end
But as for me my feet almost gave out I nearly sold my heart
It's good to be held by my Father it's good to be where you are
Hold Me Near
Karla Adolphe
Hold me near when I'm bitter
Hold me near when I"m rebellious
Hold me near until the end
Hold me near when my heart is broken
Hold me near when I'm ignorant
Hold me near when I am jealous
Hold me near until the end
But as for me my feet almost gave out I nearly sold my heart
It's good to be held by my Father it's good to be where you are
Hold Me Near
Karla Adolphe
You're a dove that's been sleeping in the dirt
With a heart for the poor, and a hand for the hurt
And you cry for all your friends,
Cause you're the only one who still feels
Chorus 1: I want to know a person like you
Who's not afraid to love the wicked and the poor
I want to know a person like you
Who's not afraid to touch the crooked and the whore
Verse 2: You're a lamb wearing thorns for a crown
While your words of peace, are bigger than sound
And you hurt for all your friends
Cause you're the only one who still feels
You're not afraid of me...
Chorus 2: I want to know a person like you
Who's not afraid to love the sick and the divorced
I want to know a person like you
Who's not afraid to touch the user and the falling apart
Aaron Strumpel, Enter the Worship Circle Chair and Microphone Vol. 2
With a heart for the poor, and a hand for the hurt
And you cry for all your friends,
Cause you're the only one who still feels
Chorus 1: I want to know a person like you
Who's not afraid to love the wicked and the poor
I want to know a person like you
Who's not afraid to touch the crooked and the whore
Verse 2: You're a lamb wearing thorns for a crown
While your words of peace, are bigger than sound
And you hurt for all your friends
Cause you're the only one who still feels
You're not afraid of me...
Chorus 2: I want to know a person like you
Who's not afraid to love the sick and the divorced
I want to know a person like you
Who's not afraid to touch the user and the falling apart
Aaron Strumpel, Enter the Worship Circle Chair and Microphone Vol. 2
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