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I went down to a place where I knew I'd be alone
A quiet little kingdom where I could just rest my bones
And there was no one, no one there but me
I saw a sparrow and she sang me here song
The wind then picked it up and carried it a long
It was perfect and I finally felt free
Sometimes we just need to get away
And find that focus we all deserve
The crowds are often overbearing
So go somewhere you are always heard
I'm just glad there was still time for me to take you here
So I could show you all the peace that silence rears
You were calm, calmer than you've ever been
A cardinal called out to us and we hollered back
It kept conversing all the way down the path
You were at ease, and you finally felt free
Sometimes we just need to get away
And find that focus we all deserve
The crowds are often overbearing
So go somewhere you are always heard
You have every right to be here
To sleep under the trees and stars
I hope this took away all of your fears
So you can find joy wherever you are
"Imagery inspired by Max Ehrmann's "Desiderata"
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In This Heart of Mine
04:49
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The water rolls by, there ain't a cloud in the sky
Another day is washed away by the James
I sit on the bank and contemplate
The reasons I'm still in this place
In the search for that answer, there wan't much to find
And I know what that means for me now
I need pack all my bags and say my goodbyes
Because it's time for me to start moving south
In the night there will be a pillar of fire to show me the way
And when morning comes 'round there'll be a column of clouds so that I may travel by day
This place is a grave where my sorrows will stay
for I don't need them anymore
And this land that I've loved and these people I've cherished are forcing me out the door
When I leave here, I can't afford to look back
Because I know none of you'll be watching me
You'll have found my replacement, dressed him in my clothes
Maybe he can satisfy your needs
In the night there will be a pillar of fire to show me the way
And when morning comes 'round there'll be a column of clouds so that I may travel by day
And I'll walk 'till my feet bleed, my eyes numb from the sun
If that's what it takes to get away
Because it's hard to explain, but there's been so much pain
In this heart of mine
"Imagery inspired by Exodus 13"
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What You've Done to Me
03:39
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In the dark of night, I can't help but think
That it's been days since I've seen any sleep
And the toll I've paid cannot be described
But it's easy to see in my troubled eyes
Lord, now you know what you've done to me
Oh, now you can see what you've done to me
From my brother's hand, my blood does drip
Into the mouth of the Earth
Oh, the favorite son has today been slain
And laid to rest in the dirt
My killer now sleeps in the land of Nod
Here, his lineage begins
They grow to become God's greatest regrest
For they carry their fathers sin
Lord, now you know what you've done to me
Oh, now you can see what you've done to me
Lord, now you know what you've done to me
Oh, now you can see what you've done to me
"Imagery inspired by Genesis 4 & 6"
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