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Show me up on more time
‘Cause that’s the way I want it now all the time.
It’s all or nothing, honey.
Inside I’m so lost.
Let me sing my careless songs.
As I swing from phrase to phrase. Now watch me fall.
Come bring me out my Savoir.
You’re the one that can.
He’s in the way my God.
Just stop my wanting now.
But still I gotta talk
‘Bout how my God shapes me. | | |
| The next 11 songs are from my CD, "The Farewll Spotlight". Let me know what you think, and have fun!
Daniel | | |
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Starting with nothing but you.
The passion of life runs
through my blood.
To run, to run, to you, to you
Breathe harder while the pain lasts.
Listen to the steps of your heart in your head.
Stumble and fall, trip and crash….
To you, to you.
The ground steps closer.
I push back.
The haze in my eyes trap my will.
But if this goes on, why am I here?
Wisdom and love are the means to an end.
What end can there be but to live out my life?
My life my love, my sense, my all….
Grace and mercy push me on.
I have no option but to Run.
Never stop.
(It’s) never mine to say “no”.
Go, I must, to bring home the crown.
I’m back, I’m back,
To breath and to live.
No more, no more,
Shall I turn and look back.
I just want you to know how much i care.
And if caring could buy
Your freedom from this,
How would you act
To show how you care? | | |
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Freeze!
One push and I’m gone.
Breath!
And I fall of the eves of life.
Touch me!
And I knock on heavens door.
I walk a fine line.
Walk a fine line!
Walk a fine line.
It’s a fine line we walk
Between our dreams and what is there.
It’s a fine line we walk
Between here and… I don’t know where?
It’s a fine time to decide
What “it” is, and if it’s fair.
Fact!
I walk a fine line.
Try!
At least for a little while.
Run!
It’s just one step to where I quit.
Stop! Can’t
Go on at this pace.
Man
Humanity screams to stop,
No!
But they don’t see my line.
No! I said I don't really care. | | |
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I’m gonna wait so long, till waiting’s all there is.
Baby Tiny, what’s this you’re waiting for?
Come take my finger,
And then I’ll kiss your little nose.
Giving costs too much; I’ve got nothing left.
So here’s a little bow to tie your hair.
Giving’s gone for now, maybe in a couple years.
Giving’s gone for now, I’ve got too many fears.
My Baby Tiny, you’re too, too small.
Oh! Baby Tiny, don’t you have any fears?
Come, Baby Tiny, and I’ll kiss your little nose.
I’m gonna wait so long, till waiting’s all there is.
Baby Tiny, what’s this you’re praying for?
Tie your bow; away I’ll go.
Flying’s a dream. But maybe not.
This is my way of saying sorry.
Show me grace.
Own my sin, my crime.
Give me grace by loving me. | | |
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