there is a lot of crappy music out there.
BUT there is a lot of wonderful music aslo...
i am finding myself in a really "folky" mood lately.
Lyrics to Awake My Soul (Mumford & Sons):
How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
This weakness I feel I must finally show
Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har har
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker...
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
This weakness I feel I must finally show
Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har har
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker...
i've been going through a lot of my old stuff, getting rid of things i've kept for no good reason...sentimental me, i guess. i have come across some really funny stuff, and also some things that made me shed a tear or two. isn't it strange how we attach such emotion to items? some people think that's terrible, but i don't see the harm in having some special items around that have good memories attached.
oldest item i found while cleaning: a report card from 7th grade. ! (woah...that was 1991!)
item that made me cry: the hat hannah wore in the hospital after she was born.
other item that made me cry: poem i wrote after a friend passed away.
strange items found: box of spools of used cash register receipt rolls...with ridiculous poems, random thoughts, funny things i saw at that moment, and a couple comic strips...all from my winters working at walden books about 100 years ago.
aahhhh memories. :)
this is what makes me smile:
expressing feelings with paper & pen.
