Monday, March 17, 2008

Warmer Place Today

11/24/02

Here I am in the city, living on my own

Still looking for a pretty, who can help me build a home

Now I know that life’s not easy, but at times I just can’t say

Oh Lord won’t you please stand by me, even though I never pray


I’ve given up that crazy chase, that still rumbles in my head

Of seeking out for someone to hold, in the winter nights in bed

I’ve taken on a little refuge, in my readings and my friends

But I still question all the hype that tries to move me away instead


And there’s that constant roar of the highway, but it’s clearly not the ocean waves

Oh I wonder where they’re all going, perhaps a better place today

Still I can always count on the moon to come out and the shinning of the stars

And I can count on my heart from the very start to type yet another song

(Music)

Going to gain some strength, as I rest today, so what if I’m a little tired

Going take a risk and be somebody, not a lousy bird on a wire

I will not let those foolish thoughts ever take control of me

Cause I have what it takes, even in the pain, and I’ll keep pushing till I’m set free


And there’s that constant roar of the highway, but it’s clearly not the ocean waves

Oh I wonder where they’re all going, perhaps a better place today

Still I can always count on the moon to come out and the shinning of the stars

And I can count on my dedicated mind even when the times are hard

(1/2 Music)

In the midst of my own darkness, is a light that needs to shine

But how can I truly shine the light, if I run each time it’s not bright?

I have to be brave every single day, and live how I want to live

No more questioning if I have what it takes, only acting on what I can


Cause a hero is someone who feels the fear but still faces it anyways

What great advice for such trying times, what great advice today

For inspiration comes in many forms but should be measured by its results

So I’ll take these words and set my sites, wash away those mental faults


And there’s that constant roar of the highway, but it’s clearly not the ocean waves

Oh I wonder where they’re all going, perhaps a better place today

Still I can always count on the moon to come out and the shinning of the stars

And I can count on my search for that treasured pearl, its based on a warmer heart

And I can count on my search for that treasured pearl, its based on a warmer heart

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