I, you, us.

Posted On October 16, 2009

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Waste another day; Brooke Fraser.

Don’t you say it’s too early
Baby I don’t wanna waste the day
When we’ve everything on our side
And nothing in our way

We can do what we wanna
‘Cos today the world is ours
Nothing gray, just real time and colour
In which to whittle away the hours

We could speak ’til nothing’s left unspoken
We could drive ’til we’ve run out of road
We could drink ’til we’ve emptied the ocean
But I’d be happy here
Happy just to hold you

[Chorus]
‘Til the suns and planets disappear
I could stay in your arms all year
Even if that means infinity through
If being producttive is being with you
Then baby I don’t want to waste another day

I’ll shout aloud what I’m feeling
Let my tongue be still no more
Now I know that it’s the real thing
Just try and keep me quiet about it
Oh…

‘Cos we could stare until we both are blinded
We could fall ’til gravity gets tired
We could lose our love just to re-find it
But I’m just happy here
Happy staying beside you

this weekend, I am going song-writing. so many words I want to say, but i think a melody would best express inner thoughts. It’s been some time, but well, I’d try. I’ve been trying for alot of things these few days any way. New ventures perhaps, and unchartered ground. Just what I’ve been praying for, but when it comes all I know how to do is shirk away in fear. the fear paralyzes me to the max, as past memories flood my mind. I have a mind of skeptic. skepticism rules my life. but not this time perhaps, with open hands I come before You. Only willing to do what is pleasing and not resist what You intend for me to learn. Even if it means to learn how to encounter brokenness and disappointment time again. Or even having to fight off my own sinful tendencies that sometimes eat me up inside. Learning to preach to myself when I get swayed by emotions or my sinful desires, and it has been an extremely exhausting week. But I’d continue try, because:

16Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. 17For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. 18So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. (2 Corinthians)

This shall be my only hope.

For Good.

Posted On June 6, 2009

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Wicked, the musical:
I would watch the musical again & perhaps, again.

Dedicated to you,
For Good:

I’ve heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don’t know if I believe that’s true
But I know I’m who I am today
Because I knew you:

Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good

ELPHABA
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You’ll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend:
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you:

GLINDA
Because I knew you:

BOTH I have been changed for good

ELPHABA
And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
For the things I’ve done you blame me for

GLINDA
But then, I guess we know
There’s blame to share

BOTH
And none of it seems to matter anymore

GLINDA ELPHABA
Like a comet pulled Like a ship blown
From orbit as it Off it’s mooring
Passes a sun, like By a wind off the
A stream that meets Sea, like a seed
A boulder, half-way Dropped by a
Through the wood Bird in the wood

BOTH
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
I do believe I have been changed for the better?

GLINDA
And because I knew you:
ELPHABA
Because I knew you:

BOTH
Because I knew you:
I have been changed for good.

Today, I asked You: “Please take me away from here.”

Posted On November 3, 2008

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I’m far away from what I’ve known
And there’s static on the radio
Just a girl in a car on a lonely highway
I’ve been up and down this winding road
It’s getting dark, the stores are closed
The map is wrinkled, my coffee’s turned to grey

But I’m on my way, I’m on my way
There seems to be no end in sight
But I know I’ll be alright
‘Cos I’m on my way, I’m on my way
Sweet embrace, I’m on my way

So many beat-up cars on this dirt road
I see them sputter and start to choke
How many miles must I go till I rest in your grace?
I feel like giving up and letting go
Let the world invade my mind, my soul
Will this road make me a sinner or a saint?

But I’m on my way, I’m on my way
There seems to be no end in sight
But I know I’ll be alright
‘Cos I’m on my way, I’m on my way
Don’t give up on me, I’m on my way

I can picture your smiling face
Your arms stretched to hold me
Waiting there by the gate
If I ever get lost, I know that you’ll find me
There’s a cross on a hill
Saying, “Do not be afraid”

I’m on my way
If I keep you in my sight
I know I’ll be alright

‘Cos I’m on my way, I’m on my way
There seems to be no end in sight
But I know I’ll be alright
‘Cos I’m on my way, I’m on my way
Don’t give up on me, I’m on my way

I’m on my way

Love crucified arose.

Posted On August 6, 2008

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Long ago He blessed the earth
Born older than the years
And in the stall a cross He saw
Through the first of many tears
A life of homeless wandering
Cast out in sorrow’s way
The Shepherd seeking for the lost
His life, the price He paid

Love crucified, arose
The Risen One in splendor
Jehovah soul Defender
Has won the victory
Love crucified, arose
And the grave became a place of hope
For the heart that sin and sorrow broke
Is beating once again

Throughout Your life You felt the weight
Of what You’d come to give
To drink for us that crimson cup
So we might really live
At last the time to love and die
The dark appointed day
That one forsaken moment
When Your Father turned His face away

Love crucified, arose
The One who lived the died for me
Was Satan’s nail-pierced casualty
Now He’s breathing once again

Love crucified, arose
And the grave became a place of hope
For the heart that sin and sorrow broke
Is beating once again

Love crucified, arose
The Risen One in splendor
Jehovah soul defender
Has won the victory

Love crucified, arose
And the grave became a place of hope
for the heart that sin and sorrow broke
is beating once again

Love crucified, arose
The One who lived and died for me
Was Satan’s nail-pierced casualty
Now He’s breathing once again

His resurrection brings more hope than we can imagine.
a hope for a future beyond this.

I love a good song

Posted On July 16, 2008

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Don’t you love Duffy’s crisp, full and wholesome voice (for the lack of words to describe a good voice!)

Warwick Avenue.

When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over little time
But promise me you wont stand by the light

When I get to Warwick Avenue
Please draw the past and be true
Don’t say we’re okay
Just because I’m here
You hurt me bad but I wont shed a tear

I’m leaving you for the last time baby
You think you’re loving,
But you don’t love me
And I’ve been confused
Outta my mind lately
You think you’re loving,
But I want to be free, baby
You’ve hurt me.

When I get to Warwick Avenue
We’ll spend an hour but no more than two
Our only chance to speak once more
I showed you answers, now here’s the door

When I get to Warwick Avenue
I’ll tell baby there we’re through

Cause I’m leaving you for the last time baby
You think you’re loving,
But you don’t love me
And I’ve been confused
An outta my mind lately
You think you’re loving,
But you don’t love me
I want to be free, baby
You’ve hurt me.

All the days spent together
I wish for better,
And I didn’t want the train to come
Now it’s departed, I’m broken hearted
Seems like we never started
All those days spent together
When I wished for better
And I didn’t want the train to come.
No, no.

You think you’re loving
But you don’t love me
I want to be free, baby
You’ve hurt me
You don’t love me
I want to be free
Baby you’ve hurt me

Dedicated to bestfriend, Stephy, who’s truly going to Warwick in time to come.

Setting my gaze, Heavenward.

Posted On June 22, 2008

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There is a higher throne
Than all this world has known,
Where faithful ones from ev’ry tongue
Will one day come.
Before the Son we’ll stand,
Made faultless through the Lamb;
Believing hearts find promised grace—
Salvation comes.

Hear heaven’s voices sing;
Their thund’rous anthem rings
Through em’rald courts and sapphire skies.
Their praises rise.
All glory, wisdom, pow’r,
Strength, thanks, and honor are
To God our King, who reigns on high
Forevermore.

And there we’ll find our home,
Our life before the throne;
We’ll honor Him in perfect song
Where we belong.
He’ll wipe each tear-stained eye
As thirst and hunger die.
The Lamb becomes our Shepherd King;
We’ll reign with Him.