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November 07 HerbstDie Blätter fallen, fallen wie von weit,
als welkten in den Himmeln ferne Gärten; sie fallen mit verneinender Gebärde. Und in den Nächten fällt die schwere Erde aus allen Sternen in die Einsamkeit. Wir alle fallen. Diese Hand da fällt. Und sieh dir andre an: es ist in allen. Und doch ist Einer, welcher dieses Fallen unendlich sanft in seinen Händen hält. Auteur: Rainer Maria Rilke
Titel: Das Buch der Bilder September 22 Let Your love be strongIn this world of news
I've found nothing new
I've found nothing pure Maybe I'm just idealistic to assume that truth could be fact and form, that love could be a verb Maybe I'm just a little misinformed As the dead moon rises
and the freeways sigh,
let the trains watch over the tides and the mist, spinning circles in our skies tonight
Let the trucks roll in from Los Angeles
Maybe our stars are unanimously tired Let Your love be strong and I don't care what goes down
Let Your love be strong enough to weather through the thunder cloud Fury and thunder clap like stealing the fire from Your eyes All of my world hanging on Your love
Let the wars begin
Let my strength wear thin
Let my fingers crack, let my world fall apart Train the monkeys on my back to fight Let it start tonight When my world explodes, when my stars touch the ground Falling down like broken satellites Let Your love be strong and I don't care what goes down
Let Your love be strong enough to weather through the thunder cloud Fury and thunder clap like stealing the fire from Your skies All that I am hanging on, all of my world resting on
Your love
Artist: Switchfoot
Album: Oh! Gravity. September 14 KingHave you ever been scared?
Everybody's been scared
I've been scared
God, I've been scared
Have you ever felt pain?
Everybody's felt pain
I've felt pain
God, I've felt pain
But I'm the king of the world today
I've got this whole dirty place
wrapped around my finger and I
think I'm finally on my way
home
Have you ever had doubt?
Everybody's had doubt
I've had doubt
God, I've had doubt
But it will get better
And it doesn't matter
'Cause I feel loved
Oh God, I feel loved
I'm the king of the world today
I've got this whole dirty place
wrapped around my finger and I
think I'm finally on my way
home (home)
This is where grace
becomes my mother
'Cause I can be one man today,
tomorrow another
I'm the king of the world today
I've got this whole dirty place
wrapped around my finger and I
think I'm finally on my way
home (home)
(home, home, home, home)
Artist: The Normals
Album: A Place Where You Belong June 15 The Spirit vs. the kick drum(A one and two and a chickaboomachick) I don't want the Spirit, I want the kick drum I don't want the Spirit, I want the kick drum I know how it works, so I'm not dumb I don't want the Spirit, I want the kick drum Like sex without love Like peace without the dove Like a crime scene without the blood I don't want the Spirit you know, I want a kick drum I don't want the Son, I want a jury of peers I don't want the Son, I want a jury of peers Mascara's gonna run when you see my tears I don't want the Son, I want a jury of peers Like lies without the truth Like wine without the fruit Like a sky dive without the chute I don't want the Son you know, I want a jury of peers I dont want the Spirit you know, I want a kick drum (Oh groove with me baby) I don't want the Father, I want a vending machine I don't want the Father, I want a vending machine I know what you want, you know what I mean I don't want the Father, I want a vending machine Like heaven without gates Like hell without flames Like life without pain I don't want the Father you know, I want a vending machine I don't want the Son you know, I want a jury of peers I don't want the Spirit you know, I want a kick drum Artist: Derek Webb
Album: Stockholm Syndrome May 08 Real men cryReal men cry to their mothers
And laugh with the others
When all of the jokes are on them
They're rough and they're tumble
But inside they're humble
When nobody's looking, they even get sad
And they'd talk all night
They'd even break down when you think they might
And when you get past their egos
There's a heart that wants to be just like
Jesus
The man of all men
The only one that makes hearts whole again
And He could've backed down
With those people around
But He proved for the last time that real men die (die)
Well, you can black out your windows
Or go where the wind blows
But you'll answer to something someday
Bob said it best when his slow train went west
But dignity just doesn't pay
We could talk all night
You can even break down if you think you might
But when we can't impress, there's the real test
Are we just like
Jesus
The man of all men
The only one that makes hearts whole again
And He could've backed down
With those people around
But He proved for the last time that real men die
We could talk all night
You can even break down if you think you might
But when you can't impress, there's your real test
Are you just like
Jesus
The man of all men
The only one that makes hearts whole again
And He could've backed down
With those people around
But He proved for the last time that real men die
Yeah, He proved for the last time that real men die
Artist: The Elms
Album: Big Surprise |
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