Downpour by Brandi Carlile
I'm like the rain in a downpour
I wash away what you long for
And I wave goodbye with the sun in my eyes
I wish I could be there tonight
I'm like the wind in the canyon
I'm there when I'm gone in a second
You're growing older in peace where you're at
I wish I could be there for that
But I've moved on
Like a rolling stone
In a crowded room
I'm alone
I'm like the rain in a downpour
I wash away what you long for
And I wave goodbye with the sun in my eyes
I wish I could be there tonight
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
What I See
I don’t see God in men’s eyes or their harsh rebuke of other’s lives.
I don’t see God in empty prayers of ones who never really cared.
I don’t see God in vanity, blinding self-complacency.
But I see God in my own way, away from condescending cliches.
I see him in the advocacy of compassion and charity
I see him in the solace of the quiet life not wanting strife.
I see him in humility of ones who give so selflessly
I see him in the beauty of the pure, forgiving kind of love.
I seek him more implicitly. This God who lets me....be me.
I don’t see God in empty prayers of ones who never really cared.
I don’t see God in vanity, blinding self-complacency.
But I see God in my own way, away from condescending cliches.
I see him in the advocacy of compassion and charity
I see him in the solace of the quiet life not wanting strife.
I see him in humility of ones who give so selflessly
I see him in the beauty of the pure, forgiving kind of love.
I seek him more implicitly. This God who lets me....be me.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
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