Hold you in my arms
When you came to me with your bad dreams and your fears
It was easy to see that you'd been crying
Seems like everywhere you turn catastrophe it reigns
But who really profits from the dying
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you in my arms forever
When you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions
It's my worried mind that you quiet
Place your hands on my face
Close my eyes and say
Love is a poor man's food
Don't prophesize
............
So now we see how it is
This fist begets the spear
Weapons of war
Symptoms of madness
Don't let your eyes refuse to see
Don't let your ears refuse to hear
Or you ain't never going to shake this sense of sadness
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold on forever
And I could hold you in my arms
I could hold forever
ray lamontagne has caught my ears and my heart. I can't not stop playing his cd. Everywhere I go....in my so-called room that I call home or playing from my box(ipod) on the T...or in the car. There is something so soothing and so calming that his voice creates.. I almost want to weep and smile at the same time. The sound is so new but so familiar. I realize this sounds so sappy...but really...
so I'm listening to ray...still simplifying what i call a closet/room full of materialistic unneeded movie stubs and thrift store t's.
i thought I was done. but jaime said something to me that made so much sense as soon as she said it. We fill our lives with so much busy-ness...that we forget what happy or contentment means. We just say...I'm keeping busy.which i know for me has always been a good thing. But when life get soo busy that its just a mess...and you have forgotten to take time out for yourself..and to stay spiritually sane things become incredibly difficult. Lately I have found myself in limbo because I have so much to do that I have shut down to an extent...thinking if I just get through the times everything will eventually go away. And these are all things that I have enevitable choosen to take part in.
It was easy to see that you'd been crying
Seems like everywhere you turn catastrophe it reigns
But who really profits from the dying
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you in my arms forever
When you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions
It's my worried mind that you quiet
Place your hands on my face
Close my eyes and say
Love is a poor man's food
Don't prophesize
............
So now we see how it is
This fist begets the spear
Weapons of war
Symptoms of madness
Don't let your eyes refuse to see
Don't let your ears refuse to hear
Or you ain't never going to shake this sense of sadness
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold on forever
And I could hold you in my arms
I could hold forever
ray lamontagne has caught my ears and my heart. I can't not stop playing his cd. Everywhere I go....in my so-called room that I call home or playing from my box(ipod) on the T...or in the car. There is something so soothing and so calming that his voice creates.. I almost want to weep and smile at the same time. The sound is so new but so familiar. I realize this sounds so sappy...but really...
so I'm listening to ray...still simplifying what i call a closet/room full of materialistic unneeded movie stubs and thrift store t's.
i thought I was done. but jaime said something to me that made so much sense as soon as she said it. We fill our lives with so much busy-ness...that we forget what happy or contentment means. We just say...I'm keeping busy.which i know for me has always been a good thing. But when life get soo busy that its just a mess...and you have forgotten to take time out for yourself..and to stay spiritually sane things become incredibly difficult. Lately I have found myself in limbo because I have so much to do that I have shut down to an extent...thinking if I just get through the times everything will eventually go away. And these are all things that I have enevitable choosen to take part in.