I look in your eyes and I can see
You've loved so dangerously
You're not trusting your heart to anyone
You tell me your gonna play it smart
We're through before we start
But I believe that we've only just begun
When it's this good...there's no saying no
I want you
So I'm ready to go
Through the fire
To the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you
I'd gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For the chance to love you
I'd take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even, through the fire
I know you're afraid of what you feel
You still need time to heal
And I can help...if you'll only let me try
You touched me and something in me knew
What I could have with you
Well, I'm not ready to kiss this dream goodbye
When it's this sweet
There's no saying no
I need you
So I'm ready to go...
Through the fire
To the limit to the wall
For the chance to be with you
I'd gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For the chance to love you
I'd take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even through the fire
Through the test of time
Through the fire...to the limit
Through the fire...through whatever
Through the fire...to the limit
Through the fire
Through whatever
Writen by David Foster,Tom Keane, and Cynthia Wiel
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
"Ring Of Fire" by June Carter Cash
Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down down down...and the flames went higher
And it burns...burns ...burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh...but the fire went wild
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down down down ...and the flames went higher
And it burns burns burns
The ring of fire
This ring of fire
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down down down...and the flames went higher
And it burns...burns ...burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh...but the fire went wild
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down down down ...and the flames went higher
And it burns burns burns
The ring of fire
This ring of fire
Saturday, July 11, 2009
"Locomotion"
When I was a little girl , after my parents divorced, we went to live with my grandmother and uncle in a little coal mining town in Pennsylvania called Brady's Bend. My grandfather was a coal miner. My uncle owned a little hotel and bar where all the local miners would come after a grueling days work in the coal mines.
Across the road and up a small incline was a field where the railroad tracks were. I would run across the road to the field to pick wildflowers and Queen Ann's Lace sometimes. I will never for get the very first time I heard the sound that would send chills up and down my spine, and the very first time I laid eyes on that big, black, majestic locomotive train coming down the track. As the train would get closer the sound of the whistle and the roar of the steam engine was enough to make me run and hide down the alley between Uncle Tony's little hotel and Pezzutti's general store next door. I would get so scared, but thrilled at the same time when I would hear the whistle of that train in the distance!!
I would hide behind the brick wall and peek out...waiting and watching for that huge, majestic black locomotive with steam like clouds all around it. The sheer power, force, and majesty of that train coming down the track was like nothing I had ever seen or heard before. I was mesmerized and fascinated...my eyes would get big as saucers, as I stood there,a little frozen in my tracks, and amazed at what I was seeing. My tummy would be filled with butterflies everytime I heard that whistle blow in the distance.....I knew that train was coming down the track.... and I would get to see it again. It is truly one of the most majestic things I have ever seen in my life and one of my fondest memories. I love trains to this day. I dream of getting to go on a trip in a train to the countryside of France and Italy someday, to visit both countries that my family is from. I had an experience tonight with someone... He reminds me of that big black locomotive coming down the track...and I feel like that little girl picking wildflowers near the railroad tracks in the field....So I wrote this tonight..... in tribute to him.
I hear something in the distance
As I open up the door
I feel a rumble beneath my feet...
And then the silence comes once more
But somewhere in the distance
It comes to me again
Like a high lonesome whistle...
Like a moan upon the wind
Standing on the right track
I turn to see a light
I hear thunder in the distance...
I hear music in the night
Look whats coming down the track
And up around the bend
He rolls just like a night train
A Son of Thunder
And he rides on the wind
He's got a soul like a locomotive
He's got a mind to tell you so..
He's got a fire down in his belly
He's got a heart refined of gold
He's a poet and a prophet
He believes in amazing grace
He's known the chains of his own captivity
He love's to laugh in the devil's face
He's seen the bigger picture...
He's found the strength to carry on
He's got a passion bout' redemption
He's got passion for a song....
Across the road and up a small incline was a field where the railroad tracks were. I would run across the road to the field to pick wildflowers and Queen Ann's Lace sometimes. I will never for get the very first time I heard the sound that would send chills up and down my spine, and the very first time I laid eyes on that big, black, majestic locomotive train coming down the track. As the train would get closer the sound of the whistle and the roar of the steam engine was enough to make me run and hide down the alley between Uncle Tony's little hotel and Pezzutti's general store next door. I would get so scared, but thrilled at the same time when I would hear the whistle of that train in the distance!!
I would hide behind the brick wall and peek out...waiting and watching for that huge, majestic black locomotive with steam like clouds all around it. The sheer power, force, and majesty of that train coming down the track was like nothing I had ever seen or heard before. I was mesmerized and fascinated...my eyes would get big as saucers, as I stood there,a little frozen in my tracks, and amazed at what I was seeing. My tummy would be filled with butterflies everytime I heard that whistle blow in the distance.....I knew that train was coming down the track.... and I would get to see it again. It is truly one of the most majestic things I have ever seen in my life and one of my fondest memories. I love trains to this day. I dream of getting to go on a trip in a train to the countryside of France and Italy someday, to visit both countries that my family is from. I had an experience tonight with someone... He reminds me of that big black locomotive coming down the track...and I feel like that little girl picking wildflowers near the railroad tracks in the field....So I wrote this tonight..... in tribute to him.
I hear something in the distance
As I open up the door
I feel a rumble beneath my feet...
And then the silence comes once more
But somewhere in the distance
It comes to me again
Like a high lonesome whistle...
Like a moan upon the wind
Standing on the right track
I turn to see a light
I hear thunder in the distance...
I hear music in the night
Look whats coming down the track
And up around the bend
He rolls just like a night train
A Son of Thunder
And he rides on the wind
He's got a soul like a locomotive
He's got a mind to tell you so..
He's got a fire down in his belly
He's got a heart refined of gold
He's a poet and a prophet
He believes in amazing grace
He's known the chains of his own captivity
He love's to laugh in the devil's face
He's seen the bigger picture...
He's found the strength to carry on
He's got a passion bout' redemption
He's got passion for a song....
Tommy...
Sound fused with stunning beauty
On strings that bend and purr
And I.... so blessed
The inner voice
It swells
Inside prolific color prism's
I am left
Immersed in passion
Drawn
From the deepest well.
Drenched in light
With lifeblood flowing
It's truth and revelation
Not by a spoken word
The artist's pose
A striking image
Like his eternal father
In the throes of creation
Yes!
Such grand poetic articulation
The heavens rush to kiss the earth
This afterglow speaks well
I listen....
Now I know freedom.
The joy within his etherial smile
This visionary
Takes me on celestial navigation
It's a wild fronteir
I thank God that I can hear
Interior sound
To make the connection.
Anything else now seems absurd
Anything else now.....
Would be in the key of mediocrity for me..... to be sure
Hidden treasure within his flesh
Drawn out by heart and wood
Situated here on earth
So beautifully configured
In perfected juxtaposition
This gift from heaven....
"It's a Special Delivery Miss D' "...with such innovation
I see love in all of its variations
Heart and spirit fuse
For one soul destination
With such reverance and deep emotion
Reciever of his miracle I am
I listen...
Now I know freedom.
On strings that bend and purr
And I.... so blessed
The inner voice
It swells
Inside prolific color prism's
I am left
Immersed in passion
Drawn
From the deepest well.
Drenched in light
With lifeblood flowing
It's truth and revelation
Not by a spoken word
The artist's pose
A striking image
Like his eternal father
In the throes of creation
Yes!
Such grand poetic articulation
The heavens rush to kiss the earth
This afterglow speaks well
I listen....
Now I know freedom.
The joy within his etherial smile
This visionary
Takes me on celestial navigation
It's a wild fronteir
I thank God that I can hear
Interior sound
To make the connection.
Anything else now seems absurd
Anything else now.....
Would be in the key of mediocrity for me..... to be sure
Hidden treasure within his flesh
Drawn out by heart and wood
Situated here on earth
So beautifully configured
In perfected juxtaposition
This gift from heaven....
"It's a Special Delivery Miss D' "...with such innovation
I see love in all of its variations
Heart and spirit fuse
For one soul destination
With such reverance and deep emotion
Reciever of his miracle I am
I listen...
Now I know freedom.
Monday, June 8, 2009
"The Messenger"
Isolation
No navigation
Necessary for today
Yet revelation comes
In the most mysterious ways
Looking at a baby's smile
Make me wanna reach out and touch the stars
To a dream thats as real as can be
And I am here
Still stuck in doubt
Gets kind of tricky right through here
Can't get out
To come and play
Got her button's pushed
She's still on mute
Trying to reach out
Maybe you might know the way.
Always someone so displeased
I just want to be kind
And love living free
From their approval
Finally happy and pleased
With being me
I'm really loving me
Just as I be
Took a long time to get here
Had to stay on my knees
And let You show me how to really see.
So I percieve there are strings attached
And now I wanna get shook
From your crazy hook
Stuck in fear... gets kind of tricky
Right through here
Tired of being mute
Maybe you might know the way....
"No man is an island"
I've heard them say
So who are "they" ?
Anyway...
Angels come
In the most mysterious ways.
No navigation
Necessary for today
Yet revelation comes
In the most mysterious ways
Looking at a baby's smile
Make me wanna reach out and touch the stars
To a dream thats as real as can be
And I am here
Still stuck in doubt
Gets kind of tricky right through here
Can't get out
To come and play
Got her button's pushed
She's still on mute
Trying to reach out
Maybe you might know the way.
Always someone so displeased
I just want to be kind
And love living free
From their approval
Finally happy and pleased
With being me
I'm really loving me
Just as I be
Took a long time to get here
Had to stay on my knees
And let You show me how to really see.
So I percieve there are strings attached
And now I wanna get shook
From your crazy hook
Stuck in fear... gets kind of tricky
Right through here
Tired of being mute
Maybe you might know the way....
"No man is an island"
I've heard them say
So who are "they" ?
Anyway...
Angels come
In the most mysterious ways.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
"A Little Romance....and then some..."
I was thinking about the movie "Braveheart" today....
Here are some quotes from that movie...
"Oui..Parce que chaque jour j'ai pense' a' toi."
( "Yes...because every single day I thought about you.")
William Wallace
"One day you will be a queen and you must open your eyes..."
William Wallace to Princess Isabelle
"Why do you help me?"
William Wallace asks Princess Isabelle
"...because of the way you are looking at me now."
Princess Isabelle to William Wallace
"Its all for nothing if you don't have freedom"
William Wallace
"Every man dies. Not every man really lives"
William Wallace
"I respect what you said, but remember these men have lands and castles. It's much to risk"
Robert the Bruce"
"And the common man, who bleeds on the battlefield...does he risk less?"
William Wallace to Robert the Bruce
Here are some quotes from that movie...
"Oui..Parce que chaque jour j'ai pense' a' toi."
( "Yes...because every single day I thought about you.")
William Wallace
"One day you will be a queen and you must open your eyes..."
William Wallace to Princess Isabelle
"Why do you help me?"
William Wallace asks Princess Isabelle
"...because of the way you are looking at me now."
Princess Isabelle to William Wallace
"Its all for nothing if you don't have freedom"
William Wallace
"Every man dies. Not every man really lives"
William Wallace
"I respect what you said, but remember these men have lands and castles. It's much to risk"
Robert the Bruce"
"And the common man, who bleeds on the battlefield...does he risk less?"
William Wallace to Robert the Bruce
"To Inspire...."
"True and substantial wisdom principally consists of two parts, the knowledge of God,
and the knowledge of ourselves.
John Calvin
"Nothing worth having comes without a fight."
Bruce Cockburn
from "Lovers In a Dangerous Time"
"The spiritual life cannot be made suburban...It is always frontier.
Rejoice that it remains untamed!"
Howard Macy
"The heart has its reasons that reason knows not of"
Paschal
"The glory of God is man fully alive"
St. Irenaeus
and the knowledge of ourselves.
John Calvin
"Nothing worth having comes without a fight."
Bruce Cockburn
from "Lovers In a Dangerous Time"
"The spiritual life cannot be made suburban...It is always frontier.
Rejoice that it remains untamed!"
Howard Macy
"The heart has its reasons that reason knows not of"
Paschal
"The glory of God is man fully alive"
St. Irenaeus
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