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Post by ocelot on Sept 22, 2006 22:32:25 GMT -5
Lay It Down (Song for a Prodigal) (Nichole Nordeman, from the album Brave)
To every son and daughter Wayward and long gone The love of a father Will leave the light on
Tried to throw you off track A needle in a haystack I don't know how you found me Or why you let me come back
'Cause it's a long way home when all you're left to carry Is a heart of stone and the weight of most the world And I'd like to?
Lay it down a little Lay it down a lot I don't want to hold it anymore Lay it down in pieces Lay it down in whole Everything I've carried on my own Lay it down, lay it down Lay it down, lay it down
I spent your money Living on the fringes But you threw a party for me Invited all your big friends
And I have learned a little bit about a heavy load All that gleams and glitters is not worth its weight in gold And I know I should?
Lay it down a little Lay it down a lot I don't want to hold it anymore Lay it down in pieces Lay it down in whole Everything I've carried on my own Lay it down, lay it down Lay it down, lay it down
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Post by ocelot on Sept 22, 2006 22:36:16 GMT -5
"Someday" ~ Nichole Nordeman (from the album "Brave")
I believe in the rest of the story I believe there's still ink in the pen I have wasted my very last day Trying to change what happened way back when
I believe it's the human condition We all need to have answers to why More than ever, I'm ready to say that I Will still sleep peacefully With answers out of reach from me until?
Someday all that's crazy All that's unexplained Will fall into place And someday all that's hazy Through a clouded glass Will be clear at last And sometimes we're just waiting For someday
We are born with a lingering hunger We are born to be unsatisfied We are strangers who can't help but wander And dream about the other side of?
Someday all that's crazy All that's unexplained Will fall into place And someday all that's hazy Through a clouded glass Will be clear at last And sometimes we're just waiting For someday
Every puzzle's missing piece Every unsolved mystery More than half of every whole Rests in the Hands that hold you for someday?.
Someday all that's crazy All that's unexplained Will fall into place And someday all that's hazy Through a clouded glass Will be clear at last And sometimes we're just waiting For someday
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Post by achebeautiful on Sept 23, 2006 20:40:09 GMT -5
Leona, you have convinced me to get this album. I almost did last week, but forgot the name of the album. So I got Diana Krall instead. I like the Diana Krall cd, so it was no loss to me. But my next purchase will be of Nicole Nordeman's "Brave".
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Post by achebeautiful on Oct 7, 2006 21:43:17 GMT -5
Martha ~ Tom Waits
Operator, number, please: it's been so many years Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears? Hello, hello there, is this Martha? this is old Tom Frost, And I am calling long distance, don't worry 'bout the cost. 'Cause it's been forty years or more, now Martha please recall, Meet me out for coffee, where we'll talk about it all.
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha all I had was you and all you had was me. There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I feel so much older now, and you're much older too, How's your husband? and how's the kids? you know that I got married too? Lucky that you found someone to make you feel secure, 'Cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature.
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha all I had was you and all you had was me. There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I was always so impulsive, I guess that I still am, And all that really mattered then was that I was a man. I guess that our being together was never meant to be. And Martha, Martha, I love you can't you see?
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha all I had was you and all you had was me. There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I remember quiet evenings trembling close to you...
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Post by ocelot on Oct 11, 2006 17:38:50 GMT -5
Who You Are Nichole Nordeman, from the album Wide-Eyed
I was certain that i knew You At the tender age of twelve You'd so often been described by those Who said they knew You well Dark and rugged in Your thirties With a smile as bright as Your robe
Every teacher, every preacher With the very best intent Found new ways to hide the mystery Replaced by common sense And to know You was to keep You in my pocket So easy to hold
I know I can't explain You I would not even try to And yet it's clear that You are here beside me I marvel and i wonder So near and somehow still so far What makes You who You are?
It is easy to insist On what is packaged and precise And dismiss the clear suspicion That You're bigger than we'd like It is tempting to regard You as familiar In so many ways
I know I can't explain You I would not even try to And yet it's clear that You are here beside me I marvel and i wonder So near and somehow still so far What makes You who You are?
I've tried to draw these lines around You A definition or an absolute But i could not be satisfied with black or white There is so much more There is so much You
I know I can't explain You I would not even try to And yet it's clear that You are here beside me I marvel and i wonder So near and somehow still so far What makes You who You are?
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Post by ocelot on Oct 11, 2006 17:41:49 GMT -5
To Know You Nichole Nordeman, from the album "Wide-Eyed"
Oooooo... It's well past midnight And I'm awake with questions that won't Wait for daylight Separating fact from my imaginary fiction On this shelf of my conviction I need to find a place Where You and I come face to face Thomas needed Proof that You had really risen Undefeated When he placed his fingers Where the nails once broke Your skin Did his faith finally begin? I've lied if I've denied The common ground I've shared with him
And I, I really want to know You I want to make each day A different way that I can show You how I really want to love You Be patient with my doubt I'm just tryin' to figure out Your will And I really want to know You still
Nicodemus Could not understand how You could Truly free us He struggled with the image Of a grown man born again We might have been good friends Cuz sometimes I still question, too How easily we come to You
But I, I really want to know You I want to make each day A different way that I can show You how I really want to love You Be patient with my doubt I'm just tryin' to figure out Your will And I really want to know You still
No more camping on the porch of indecision No more sleeping under stars of apathy And it might be easier to dream But dreamin's not for me
And I, I really want to know You I want to make each day A different way that I can show You how I really want to love You Be patient with my doubt I'm just tryin' to figure out Your will And I really want to know You still
I want to know you, I really want to know you Hey yeah, yeah I really want to know you, I really want to know you, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Post by ocelot on Oct 11, 2006 17:43:30 GMT -5
Wide-Eyed Nichole Nordeman, from the album "Wide Eyed"
When I met him on a sidewalk He was preaching to a mailbox Down on 16th Avenue And he told me he was Jesus Sent from Jupiter to free us With a bottle of tequila and one shoe He raged about repentance He finished every sentence With a promise that the end was close at hand I didn't even try to understand He left me wide eyed in disbelief and disillusion I was tongue tied, drawn by my conclusions So I turned and walked away And laughed at what he had to say Then casually dismissed him as a fraud I forgot he was created in the image of my God
When I met her in a bookstore She was browsing on the first floor Through a yoga magazine And she told me in her past life She was some plantation slave's wife She had to figure out what that might mean She believes the healing powers of her crystals Can bring balance and new purpose to her life Sounds nice
She left me wide eyed in disbelief and disillusion I was tongue tied, drawn by my conclusions So I turned and walked away And laughed at what she had to say Then casually dismissed her as a fraud I forgot she was created in the image of my God
Not so long ago, a man from Galilee Fed thousands with His bread and His theology And the truth He spoke Quickly became the joke Of educated, self-inflated Pharisees like me
And they were wide eyed in disbelief and disillusion They were tongue tied, drawn by their conclusions Would I have turned and walked away And laughed at what He had to say And casually dismissed Him as a fraud Unaware that I was staring at the image of my God
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Post by ocelot on Oct 11, 2006 21:46:44 GMT -5
Why Nichole Nordeman, bonus track on "This Mystery"
We rode into town the other day Just me and my daddy He said I’d finally reached that age And I could ride next to him on a horse That of course was not quite as wide
We heard a crowd of people shouting And so we stopped to find out why There was that Man who my dad said he loved But today there was fear in his eyes
So I said “Daddy, why are they screaming? Why are the faces of some of them beaming? Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe I bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows Daddy please, can’t you do something? He looks as though He’s going to cry You said He was stronger than all of those guys Daddy, please tell me why Why does everyone want Him to die?”
Later that day, the sky grew cloudy And daddy said I should go inside Somehow he knew things would get stormy Boy was he right, but I could not keep from wondering If there was something he had to hide
So after he left, I had to find out I was not afraid of getting lost So I followed the crowds to a hill Where I knew men had been killed And I heard a voice come from the cross
And it said, “Father, why are they screaming? Why are the faces of some of them beaming? Why are they casting their lots for my robe? This crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows Father please, can’t you do something? I know that You must hear my cry I thought I could handle a cross of this size Father, remind me why Why does everyone want me to die? Oh, when will I understand why?”
My precious son, I hear them screaming I’m watching the face of the enemy beaming But soon I will clothe you in robes of my own Jesus, this hurts me much more than you know But this dark hour, I must do nothing Though I’ve heard your unbearable cry The power in your blood destroys all of the lies Soon you’ll see past their unmerciful eyes Look there below, see the child trembling by her father’s side Now I can tell you why She is why you must die
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Post by Rachelle on Oct 26, 2006 3:23:18 GMT -5
Big Girl's Don't Cry - Fergie Off the album, The Dutchess
Da Da Da Da The smell of your skin lingers on me now Your probably on your flight back to your home town I need some shelter of my own protection baby To be with myself instead of calamity Peace, Serenity
[CHORUS] I hope you know, I hope you know That this has nothing to do with you It's personal, Myself and I We've got some straightenin' out to do And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket But Ive got to get a move on with my life Its time to be a big girl now And big girls don't cry Don't cry Don't cry Don't cry
The path that I'm walking I must go alone I must take the baby steps until I'm full grown Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay
[CHORUS] I hope you know, I hope you know That this has nothing to with you It's personal, Myself and I We've got some straightenin' out to do And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket But I've got to get a move on with my life Its time to be a big girl now And big girls don't cry
Like the little school mate in the school yard We'll play jacks and uno cards Ill be your best friend and you'll be mine Valentine Yes you can hold my hand if u want to Cause I want to hold yours too Well be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds But its time for me to go home Its getting late, dark outside I need to be with myself instead of calamity Peace, Serenity
[CHORUS] I hope you know, I hope you know That this has nothing to do with you It's personal, Myself and I We've got some straightenin' out to do And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket But I've got to get a move on with my life Its time to be a big girl now And big girls don't cry Don't cry Don't cry Don't cry
La Da Da Da Da Da
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Post by lapayin on Nov 18, 2006 10:20:40 GMT -5
Secrets - Anastacia Album - Freak Of Nature
(children playing)
late in September memories I can't erase the shiver through autumn the memory of your face 'cause I grew much older I wonder whatever I could have done to fight all the magnets
but I close my eyes and find truth in what I'm sayin' they thought it was all a lie how could they deny it when I was just a little child
secrets I kept inside me no one can understand secrets I had to hide 'cause no one would hold my hand when secrets for me to know and never for you to see secrets for only me
emotions so bother my soul to know that I felt much pain I thought it would go far away it did for the moment
find truth in what I'm sayin' they thought it was all a lie how could they deny it when I was just a child baby, come one now
secrets I kept inside me noone can understand secrets I had to hide 'cause noone would hold my hand when secrets for me to know and never for you to see secrets for only me
... the ones that could not escape the pain and missery would noone ever set them free? why do you pretend to see all the pain they had to go through can't you hear them cry to you?
secrets I kept inside me noone can understand secrets I had to hide 'cause noone would hold my hand when secrets for me to know never for you to see secrets for only me secrets
secrets I kept inside me noone can understand secrets I had to hide 'cause noone would hold my hand when secrets for me to know and never for you to see secrets for only me
oh babies crying people are dying the secrets inside their heart noone ever yeah oh yeah oh yeah come on come on and sing with me
secrets I I know there's nobody up in here that can hear the cries hear inside my mind but I cry
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Post by lapayin on Feb 3, 2007 16:41:35 GMT -5
"Nature Boy" - E. Ahbez - Sung by Nat King Cole originally and later by Celine Dion
There was a boy... A very strange enchanted boy. They say he wandered very far, very far Over land and sea, A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was he.
And then one day, A magic day, he passed my way. And while we spoke of many things, Fools and kings, This he said to me, "The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is just to love and be loved in return."
And then one day, A magic day, he passed my way. And while we spoke of many things, Fools and kings, This he said to me, "The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is just to love and be loved in return."
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Post by achebeautiful on Feb 14, 2007 14:15:54 GMT -5
Mama's Prayers ~ Susan Aglukark
While I was sleeping one night I was awakened by a sound Mama softly praying for us And then I found As she spoke with the Lord I began to weep As the words came from her heart For her family
As she prayed "Lord hear my plea I've been worried about my family Lately I'm wondering if my prayers are getting through I know you love my family As much as I do
She says her little boy has grown And he wants to be a man But still there's so much he doesn't understand And my daughter's at the age where she just won't agree That my life should revolve around my family
She asked guidance for her man He works hard to keep us fed Sometimes he's discouraged Cause we never get ahead And the baby's not well, Oh Lord won't you please Give me strength to take care Of my family
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Post by achebeautiful on Feb 14, 2007 14:21:10 GMT -5
"Arctic Rose" ~ Susan Aglukark
He came from the Keewatin Where half the year is night But he never knew what darkness was Till he'd seen those city lights He never really felt the cold Till he'd walked in white man's shoes Stripped of pride and dignity Torn from his ancient roots They'd sent us off so far away When we both went to school He was so beautiful But now a hunter without tools
It's not the sharpness of the blade It's how much light it shows It's more the way the wisdom's used Than just how much one knows Why would you pick the perfect flower When you could have watched it grow? It's such a careless waste of life When you pick the Arctic Rose
And when summertime came calling And restlessness took hold Pulling him back to the way of the land But they would not let him go And when his hopes had taken flight And his dreams all but let go Quietly he took his life And the spirits brought him home Inutuutitaulaurmat Ajuqtillugu Qaumajuq Qamingmat Taytugunnaiqpuq
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Post by achebeautiful on Feb 14, 2007 14:24:30 GMT -5
"Song of the Land" ~ Susan Aglukark
Somewhere there's a land Where the sun brightly shines And all across the tundra Slow rivers wind Where love lies forever And dreams never die Somewhere there's a land for you and I
Somewhere there's a land Where the snow softly falls Elders are cherished And the past recalled Where tomorrow is sparkling In the eye of a child Somewhere there's a land for you and I
It's the song of the land In the heart of the common man Raise your voice and join hands Sing the song of the land
Somewhere there's a land Where the wind gently blows We'll raise a family in a home of our own Where people are peaceful and wild geese fly Somewhere there's a land for you and I
Somewhere there's a land Where the sun brightly shines And all across the tundra Slow rivers wind Where love lies forever And dreams never die Somewhere there's a land for you and I
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Post by ocelot on Feb 15, 2007 1:42:35 GMT -5
Ocean Soul By Nightwish from the album Century Child
One more night to bear this nightmare What more do I have to say Crying for me was never worth a tear My lonely soul is only filled with fear Long hours of loneliness Between me and the sea
Losing emotion Finding devotion Should I dress in white and search the sea As I always wished to be One with the waves Ocean soul
Walking the tideline I hear your name is angels whispering Something so beautiful it hurts Long hours of loneliness Between me and the sea I only wished to become something beautiful Through my music Through my silent devotion
Losing emotion Finding devotion Should I dress in white and search the sea As I always wished to be One with the waves Ocean soul
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