24oceans.. 24 skies..
24 failures.. 24 tries..
24finds me.. in 24th place...
with 24 drop outs..At the end of the day
Life is not what I thought it was
24 hours ago
24 failures.. 24 tries..
24finds me.. in 24th place...
with 24 drop outs..At the end of the day
Life is not what I thought it was
24 hours ago
Still I'm singing Spirit take me up in arms with You
And I'm not who I thought I was 24 hours ago
Still I'm singing Spirit take me up in arms with You
24 reasons to admit that I'm wrong
With all my excuses still 24 strong
See I'm not copping out not copping out not copping out
When You're raising the dead in me
Oh, oh I am the second man
Oh, oh I am the second man now
Oh, oh I am the second man now
And You're raising these 24 voices
With 24 hearts
With all of my symphonies
In 24 parts
But I want to be one today
Centered and true
I'm singing Spirit take me up in arms with You
You're raising the dead in me
Oh, oh I am the second man
Oh, oh I am the second man now
Oh, oh I am the second man now
And You're raising the dead in me
I want to see miracles, see the world change
Wrestled the angel, for more than a name
For more than a feeling
For more than a cause
I'm singing Spirit take me up in arms with You
And You're raising the dead in me
24 voices
With 24 hearts
With all of my symphonies
In 24 parts.
I'm not copping out. Not copping out. Not copping out.
this song was so touching.. hearing this song make my eye gland sweats...
i can hear the sound of my heart piercing,teared by this song...
the feeling of loneliness hugging...
feeling of suffocated..
the spaces between the fingers are empty,
without fingers in between to comfort,
without hand to hold on to..
the safe feeling is destroyed by the frightening, cold, and loneliness...
falling to darkness..
searching the light that going smaller and farther as u chase it..
waiting to see miracles,
to change all this...
no one searching...
no one notice...
fading...losing...disappearing
in wonderland of darkness and loneliness..
as the tears coming out,
yesterday scene pictured in mind and heart,
today it still tagging along...
wondering and hoping...
tomorrow will have a hand to hold on to,
shoulder to lean head on to,
hugs and comfort and warming the
cold, frightened, lonely heart...
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