again...some more new stuff.

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again...some more new stuff.

Postby ice122985 » Tue Nov 30, 2004 10:21 am

it's been a while guys, and i got some new stuff (hence the original title). i am not sure how to do this, but here are all the new stuff.

Fairy Tales

There you are, dancing at the ball
on the other side of this glass wall
I can see you; you can’t see me
who you see is who I want to be
it’s no good, no matter what others say
dreams never see the light of day
fairy tales…they’re just not true
my fairy tale…a dream of me and you.


Brother of Mine

When this began, we chose to fight
We chose to stand for what is right
but as we grew, you chose to stray
and now you are so far away
I will not claim to understand
I’ll only try to hold your hand
to guide you back, to guide you true
that you may know what you must do.
so as you turn your back on me
turn around and you may see
a glimpse of this, a losing fight
a glimpse, I’m gone into the night.


Sometimes i jus don't know....

i’m standing in the rain again
again i don’t know why
i’ve nothing but questions again
and nothing satisfies
i’d thought i’d found the way
i thought i had the life
nothing’s left but the truth
the truth of pain and strife
some people always say
it’s wrong for me to be
all i know is what i want
my own identity
thought i could find out
thought it be ok
be better if i’d been blind
and jus walk the narrow way


sometimes i jus can't feel it...

i claimed to be a christian
i claimed to understand
i claimed to be the beloved
of the Son of Man
but there’s a side of Christ
that i failed to see
the price to this living
was my identity
i just passed over when read
that i must become new
i didn’t comprehend
where this was going to
of this i know a little
with God’s hammer i’ve been hit
i wasn’t made, i was broken
and the pieces just don’t fit
i didn’t understand
the promise of the Son
i didn’t understand
and i’ve become undone
i feel so numb
don’t know who i am
i feel so lost
like one of the damned
for a while it seemed
that i had lost myself
then i found my soul
changing to something else
when once trapped
perfectly in imperfection
now i’m trapped
in a divine expression
don’t want to feel this way
this life ought to satisfy
will i understand
before I finally die?
i know, but don’t feel
the blessings of God
i know, but don’t feel
the joy of the Blood
oh God Almighty
please shed mercy on me
that i may enjoy
what i’ve been made to be
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Postby serena » Sun Dec 05, 2004 8:14 pm

this is beautiful, keep it up
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Postby perelandra » Sun Dec 05, 2004 9:35 pm

to be sure this is most impressive. Such control of rhythm and meter. Much of this work feels like it would go well accompanied by war-drums... but maybe that is just me.
If i may be so bold, i suggest to get even better try to show what you are saying rather than telling e.g. rather than "he was sad", "he drooped" etc.
Anyway, like Serena says!
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Postby ice122985 » Tue Dec 07, 2004 5:28 am

thanks. seriously, thanks.
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