Continuing to Weekend22 is another one! Originally I was going to call this “The 7th Roman Chapter”..but its probably too serious? But then again, these are serious words and a serious topic (Romans is a really serious book), reflecting on the concept of sin, and the addictions toward filling our evil desires… And if Paul didn’t write in Greek, oops!
I hate what I do, and I do what I hate. Its like an addiction, I need my fix…I need it, I want it, I crave it; its killing me, killing me, killing me, killing…
Wretched man I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death? (The) I AM.
I try to do whats right, but it always ends up wrong. It feels like I’m in a fight, and I’m already gone.
Its like an endless downward spiral and I can’t shake it. Like we were on a trail, I slipped and fell; can You, can You find me? Because I’m tired, and weak, and unworthy to be brought back to where Your glory resides. I should die.
This song was written back in December 2009. I didn’t want to record it until now (and especially not when certain events were happening), and hopefully its a treat for everyone as Weekend22 approaches! This is the first of 3 originals coming out in time for the weekend.
Could this be one of my longest song titles yet? Probably. We’ll have to wait and see. Of course, this is nowhere close to Sufjan Stevens caliber.
I don’t know what went wrong, I thought I had found the one. I thought everything was right, but I guess I messed up that night. It doesn’t help that I didn’t remember how she looked before December.
I’ll learn to love again… You’ll take my heart and rebuild it for the one who deserves it.
But naught all is lost; I learned things that had to be taught. Like, she’s found in Prov 31…but thats impossible within this realm? And as Emery says in their song, “you’re just a disguise” of the one who’s waiting for me…
A test gone so horribly wrong…now there’s nothing left (for the better?).
Last Sunday (the 16th), instead of typing my sermon notes I recorded 3 covers. I didn’t immediately upload them, since I wondered how they sounded. The more I listened to them, the more I was displeased with how they sounded. In the end, I only let one cover to survive…and I will be re-doing the other 2. Or maybe I should just abandon those 2 redoes?
Here is POD‘s Going In Blind in my own style…much to your pleasure or displeasure. I’ve been reconsidering why I record…whether it is for my own glory or as part of my “ministry”, as I’ve been discouraged by the lack of feedback and response toward the recordings. However, I’ve also been thinking that if I am really treating this as a form of “ministry”, I shouldn’t mind about feedback (lack of, positivity, negativity) from fellow humans, and should be more concerned about whether the music I’m making (or covering) is pleasing to the one who hears all. And it most likely isn’t even close to His tastes and demands…
This life not like you wanted it. His eyes I can see again, I need you here. In your mind nobody’s listening. It’s alright not to feel again, Just breathe again…
Time after time I walk the fine line, But something keeps bringing me back. Time after time I’m going in blind, I don’t know which way I need to go…
Feels like your world is caving in And I cry, failing to understand, I wish I can… It’s alright if you’re missing him, In his eyes you can live again, Free within!
Time after time I walk the fine line, But something keeps bringing me back. Time after time I’m going in blind, I don’t know which way I need to go!
Time after time I walk the fine line, But something keeps bringing me back. Time after time I can’t see the signs, I don’t know which way I need to go! Do all these roads lead me back to you… I don’t know which way I need to go. one day? Some day!
Time after time I walk the fine line, But something keeps bringing me back. Time after time I’m going in blind, I don’t know WHICH way I need to go!
Time after time I walk the fine line, But something keeps bringing me back. Time after time I can’t see the signs do all these roads lead me back to you, One day….