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love is rocket science…

thisoldman — Fri, 18 Feb 2011 00:00:00 +0000

They say it ain’t complicated, any fool can understand
Until the fuse is lit and it blows up in your hand

It all looks good on paper, step by step you follow the plan
In the sky watch the desperate vapor til it blows up in your hand

Love is rocket science
What comes up it must come down
In burning pieces on the ground we watch it fall
Maybe love is rocket science after all

Not if, but when, you crash and burn, somehow you survive
But you’ve touched the hem of heaven for a time you felt alive

From the distance in the twilight love is such a beautiful thing
Dry your eyes beneath the night sky and I’ll hold you, I’ll hold you
I’ll hold you like your dream

Love is rocket science
What comes up it must come down
In tragic pieces on the ground
It’s worth it all
Baby love is rocket science…

written by Tom Douglas, Lori McKenna, Barry Dean

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Please Be My Strength by Gungor

thisoldman — Mon, 26 Apr 2010 15:15:45 +0000

I’ve tried to stand my ground
I’ve tried to understand but I can’t seem to find my way

like water on the sand or grasping at the wind
I keep on falling short

please be my strength
please be my strength
I don’t have anymore
I don’t have anymore

I’m looking for a place that I can plant my faith
one thing I know for sure

I cannot create it, I cannot sustain it
It’s Your love that’s keeping me

please be my strength
please be my strength
I don’t have anymore
I don’t have anymore

at my final breath I hope that I can say
I’ve fought the good fight of faith

I pray your glory shines through this doubting heart of mine
so my world would know that You

You are my strength
You and You alone
You and You alone
Keep bringin me back home…

written by Michael Gungor

The New Year

thisoldman — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 00:28:18 +0000

So this is the new year and I don’t feel any different
The clanking of crystal, explosions off in the distance

So this is the new year and I have no resolutions
For self-assigned penance, for problems with easy solutions

So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let’s make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogues bleed into one

I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then I could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways
There’d be no distance that can hold us back

There’d be no distance that could hold us back
There’d be no distance that could hold us back

So this is the new year…
- Death Cab for Cutie