there's distance in the air
and i cannot sense you near
i wave my arms all around me
and blow with all my might

the comfort of you near is all i long for

when i can't feel you
i have learnt to reach out just the same
when i can't hear you
i know you still hear every word i pray

and i want you
more than i wanna live another day
but as i wait for you
maybe im made more
faithful.





can't keep them suppressed
but they all reach out
i can't
and won't understand
down your skin
oh it comes
it comes and
comes again
here we go round the corner
thinking that we're done for

but you see it all
you see everything so clearly
what we're made of

all these tries
all these
you know it never reaches

beautiful
you are beautiful

watching as the world goes by
never knowing
still unseeing
it goes on and on

what its like these ordinary days
just want to lay back

what's it like
to be beautiful





if you put your arms around me
could it change the way i feel
I guess I let myself believe
That the outside might just
Bleed it's way in
Maybe stir the sleeping past
Lying under glass
Waiting for the kiss
That breaks this awful spell

What I get from my reflection
Isn't what I thought I'd see
Give me reason to believe
Never leave me incomplete
Will you untie this loss of mine
It so easily defines me
Do you see it on my face?
And all I can think about
Is how long
I've been waiting to feel you

so close my eyes
and hold my heart
cover me and make me
something
change this something
normal
into something beautiful

And I'm still fighting
for the Word to break
these chains
And I still pray
when I look
In your eyes,
you'll stare right Back down
into something beautiful




if i count a "sorry" for every star,
i would never make it back to you.

you take it all away


it keeps me needing you
so im reaching out
still
let my eyes look to you
let my words be few.



dont give up on me now
i dont feel good
i might just -----
you're still the only one

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12:48 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

a psalm to encourage all who are weary:

psalm 142

i cry aloud to the LORD;
i lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy.
i pour out my complaint before him;
before him i tell my trouble.
When my spirit grows faint
within me,
it is you who know my way.


i cry to you, O LORD;
i say, " You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the
living."
Listen to my cry,
for i am desperate in need;
rescue me from those who pursue
me,
for they are too strong for me.

psalm 143

So my spirit grows faint within me;
my heart within me is dismayed.
i spread out my hands to you;
my soul thirsts for you like a
parched land.
Answer me quickly, O LORD;
my spirit fails.
Do not hide your face from me
or i will be like those who go
down to the pit.

Let the morning bring me word of
your unfailing love,
for i have put my trust in you.
Show me the way i should go,
for to you i lift up my soul.

Teach me to do your will,
for you are my God;
may your good Spirit
lead me on level ground.


Amen.

let my heart beat every moment for you
and you alone.

nil sine Yesus;
nothing without jesus

12:07 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

lets out a breath.

you never know what the person sitting next to you might be thinking.
you never know what's in his/her head.
but aren't you thankful they never know what's in your head?

that was so random.

but oh God, i'm tired of walking thru these ordinary days.

unveil my eyes,
peel off each layer.
dirt, dust, grime.

brokenness
:realization of corruption and futility of everything in our self-life.
:posture of total dependency on God.


you are my hiding,
you are my hiding place.


when the world is falling out from under me,
i'll be found in you,
still standing.


pitch yourself
higher
higher
than whom?
compare a leaf to a toadstool,
how is it true?
what plays with your mind,
undoubtedly casting webs
of doubt itself
what irony
to say you trust
and worry the next?
oh, sympathy
get away from me.
let my heart not be double-minded
to offer my all
relinquish my pearl;
my mind;
loss entailed.
but what so great
that can be compared to yours
of love unending,
of sorrow unspoken of;
forsaken and despised?


the brink of utter -

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1:29 AM

my heart burns for you'
you see past all my lies.

shout it out (:

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all the brothers and sisters

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of old.

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credits.

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wonderful people

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