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She’s been lost in desperation.
This fight is trying to get the best of her.
She’s been longing for some comfort,
Waiting for a day that she just cannot see.
Will this season end?
I don’t know when.
She remembers how he held her.
She remembers all their broken dreams.
On the nights of your betrayal
Did you know the torment surging underneath,
Where the fragments lie?
These are the ghosts of love.
Who will give the widow sleep tonight?
Underneath the willow tree she cries...
“Oh, I’ve been cast away.
My lover, where have you gone?”
By the rivers of their captors
They sat and wept at the thought of all they’d known.
Now at the water’s edge,
Songs of joy have no home.
Who will give the widow sleep tonight?
Underneath the willow tree she cries...
“Oh, I’ve been cast away.
My lover, where have you gone?”
And if it takes a long time to walk through your sorrows,
Know that I’ll be here.
And if it makes a difference, I’ll still be here tomorrow.
You’re not in this alone.
Who will give the widow sleep tonight?
Underneath the willow tree she cries...
“Oh, I’ve been cast away.
My lover, where have you gone?”
I remember the last time I saw you
In this life,
Sitting at your table of bread and wine.
Does time stand still in heaven,
Or does it move on?
We’ve been waiting
For so long.
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Daylight
06:23
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The sun sets early on a winter's night.
Thinking through the wrongs that I'd like to right.
It's hard to find hope when there's so much pain.
It's cruel to draw purpose out of things you can't explain.
Love reaches out when you’d least expect,
Past your self-contempt and all regret.
Hope is like a warrior unbound by time,
Fighting the despair that has fragmented your life.
Daylight,
It comes so quickly when I see your eyes.
I see the world from the other side.
I'm out of body, lost in time.
You speak to me
With words of kindness that I can't believe.
You are a grace that awakens me,
Face to face, deep to deep.
I tried to lock the past in a hidden place,
Despising all the longings that had been awakened.
Love speaks life to desires I've killed,
Exploring the terrain of my broken-hearted soul.
Daylight,
It comes so quickly when I see your eyes.
I see the world from the other side.
I'm out of body, lost in time.
You speak to me
With words of kindness that I can't believe.
You are a grace that awakens me,
Face to face, deep to deep.
Forgiveness begins
With grieving the loss of goodness
And counting the cost
Of hope deferred and love betrayed.
That's where the story turns—
Out of his death he arises
With wounds in his hands and in his side.
Wounded you've come to me.
Wounded you'll always be,
With the healing that your brokenness brings.
Daylight,
It comes so quickly when I see your eyes.
I see the world from the other side.
I'm out of body, lost in time.
You speak to me
With words of kindness that I can't believe.
You are a grace that awakens me,
Face to face, deep to deep.
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Fallen Angel
05:47
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I’m your fallen angel tonight,
Your broken guardian angel tonight.
I will chase the night,
And I’d fight demons for you.
Broken as I am,
I’m still in love with you.
I’m still in love with you.
I’m your fallen angel tonight,
Your broken guardian angel tonight.
Love has been my cross,
And I’ve been cursed by the crowds
And left alone for dead.
Broken as I am,
I’m still in love with you.
Love, love is one thing,
But we are both broken of heart.
Shame and fear are no lovers,
And they will not keep us apart.
Beauty is held in the eye
Of the one who believes.
You, you have seen me.
You have entered my story with hope.
I’ve tried to bring you strength,
But my weakness is found.
Broken as I am,
I’m still in love with you.
I’m still in love with you.
Broken as I am,
I’m still in love with you.
I’m still in love with you.
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Love & Grief
05:04
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What becomes and comes to pass
At the hour of angels,
Every teardrop a reminder
Of the laughter of children.
Love is a photograph that helps you remember
The day that you knew that your heart is a part of a whole.
In her locket she hides her desire with her hope
For the sound of his whisper
And his tender embrace.
As the windshield catches rain
And casts shadows of streetlights,
She leans into her reflection
She is quietly breathing the night.
Grief is the canvas we're given to paint
With such beautiful waters the sorrows of longing.
She steps from the painting
to see what's become of her tears.
As her body is shaking,
The sound of a name.
Love is a chariot that carries the soldier to war
With the demons that threaten to whitewash
The pain he has known from the life he has entered
With childlike belief
In a world so violent at love.
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Lake of Dreams
06:41
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There’s a house at the water’s edge
Beside the Lake of Dreams
Hidden in aspen and pine.
The house, if it’s haunted,
It’s with echoes of the years.
The nearer we draw,
The more we can hear desire.
Out on the dock
The child would speak into the night,
Prayers unrehearsed and true.
Ripples of broken light,
The autumn gentle breeze—
Who is this boy?
Who will he try to be?
She lived in the house just next to his,
Only child of a widow of five years.
How do you run and play with loss?
I don’t know,
But she found her way to dream.
As time passed she joined him in the night.
The wet grass, the starlight—
Skipping stones across the Lake of Dreams,
Their laughter filled the night.
Honest to God,
These were the best days of their lives.
Now in a photograph he keeps beside the fire,
Memories of years gone by.
Seasons have come and gone.
The house became their home.
With a son and two daughters,
They lived by the waters of hope.
What do you think of me
Now that you’ve known me,
Now that I’ve been your delight?
I have no regrets with you
But that we’d have longer.
Please, will you stay by my side?
As time passed she joined him in the night
The wet grass, the starlight—
Skipping stones across the Lake of Dreams,
Their laughter filled the night.
Honest to God,
These were the best days of their lives
Skipping stones across the Lake of Dreams,
Their laughter filled the night.
Honest to God,
These were the best days of their lives
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6. |
Your Letter Came Today
05:01
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Your letter came today.
It was unexpected,
But it was so good to hear from you.
So many miles away,
I wish that you were near me.
There is just so much we need to say.
What is the reason that you’re feeling so lost?
I know I left too soon; I couldn’t tell you my thoughts.
What is the burden that you’re trying to bear?
Your letter came today—
Awakened all my memories.
I wish you knew how much I’ve longed for you.
Remember the silence of our autumn moon?
So many words unspoken that I swore you knew.
What I wouldn’t give to kiss your lovely face!
The forbidden one was my dearest love.
You lit up my world with your beautiful eyes.
But the preacher said I must not confess,
And my heart was ripped from my weeping unrest.
Your letter came today.
It was unexpected,
But it was so good to hear from you.
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7. |
I Walked Over the Edge
04:48
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The stage is set,
The play begins.
We act the parts that we’ve been written in.
And as the ink begins to fade,
We are caught within the mess we’ve made.
I walked over the edge,
Into the great unknowing...
I walked over the edge,
Into the heart of being.
Every promise wants to fly
Like a dream into endless sky.
And every dreamer wants to see
Where it lands and what it’s meant to be.
I walked over the edge,
Into the great unknowing...
I walked over the edge,
Into the heart of being.
Day after day I was waiting.
Time was at odds with my heart and my longing.
Now I’m at rest with my longing.
Longing has taught me to breathe.
I walked over the edge,
Into the great unknowing...
I walked over the edge,
Into the heart of being.
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8. |
Artificial Sunset
04:19
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Dancing alone in this artificial sunset,
I run away to the colors of my mind.
I slip away to find you, or some shadow of you,
And find my memories are blind.
Grief is the widow of all that I have longed for.
Her tears are holy; her waters are delight.
Saltwater washes over every fantasy, she,
She brings my hopes into the light.
Now we stand in this moment
Where converges our desires and disbelief.
We shed our disguises.
We are becoming, saying I, I say Thou.
Plastic cathedrals are gathered on an altar.
Sounds of the ocean, and castles built of sand—
You served me well in time before my heart was wakened,
Before my language learned to breathe.
Now we stand in this moment
Where converges our desires and disbelief.
We shed our disguises.
We are becoming, saying I, I say Thou.
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Distant Bodies
06:20
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You don't have to hide from me tonight.
This is where our shadows kiss the light.
You don't have to prove who you are.
You can simply be my delight.
Where is your soul?
Is it in a place that I can know?
I'm ready to see
The mystery of all that you hold,
The beauty and the pain that unfold.
Amen.
Stars in the night,
Distant bodies sending their light.
There's a fire in your eyes,
Your distant body
Bringing to me
The beauty of the world that you see.
Amen.
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Midnight Symphony
04:02
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Moonlight on the water,
Stillness as the quiet combines
And our shadows compose.
Endless is the night sky.
Gently how it covers tonight
As I give you my heart.
We breathe the sky as the night embraces moon,
And the stars take the stage, their strength a distant tune.
We run our fingers through the midnight symphony.
Dust found on the rose leaves,
Laughter in the garden tonight
As we dance without time.
Find me, I will find you,
Running over Sleeping Bear Dunes,
Where I gave you my heart.
We breathed the sky as the night embraced the moon,
And the stars took the stage, their strength a distant tune.
We ran our fingers through the midnight symphony.
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11. |
Come Away
05:15
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Somehow I lost you in the vows that I spoke,
But I'll never find you alone.
Storms on the horizon, flashes of light—
The sky smells like rain though it's miles away.
I step through the curtain into the room,
Present to all I must grieve.
Goodness was stolen, glory was broken.
Life has brought much suffering.
In the east I see a river running from the heart of paradise.
In your eyes I see a mystery, the most intimate of sacrifice.
I wake from my dreaming only to find
That you've been at war through my night.
You call me a name that only you know,
And say, “You were born for delight.”
Come away with me. Come rest and play with me.
We'll have the time of our lives.
Come and dream with me. Lie awake with me.
Come near me and know my delight.
Come away with me. Come rest and play with me.
We'll have the time of our lives.
Come and dream with me. Lie awake with me.
Please know you were born for delight.
All those places that you thought were dead and gone
They'll come alive as we're walking along.
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