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Wednesday, March 02, 2005

nicky would be very glad to hear this.

There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold
But You sing to me over and over again

maybe it's not the right thing. but at least it's something.

So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands
And pray to be only Yours
I pray to be only Yours
I know now You're my only hope

something to wrap myself around in.

Sing to me of the song of the stars
Of Your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that You have for me over again

i think i just may go back to church, after all.
the prodigal son that crawls back with nothing to his name, everything squandered away.

I give You my apathy
I'm giving You all of me
I want Your symphony
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs
I'm giving it back
quixoticka eulogized @ 1:40:00 am