Music
You’ll Be There……
by Stacey on Dec.06, 2010, under Music
Hope is an anchor, and love is a ship
Time is the ocean and life is a trip
You don’t know where you’re going
Til you know where you’re at
And if you can’t read the stars
Well you better have a map
A compass and a conscience
so you don’t get lost at sea
Around some lonely island, no one wants to be
From the beginning of creation, I think our maker had plan
For us to leave these shores and sail beyond the sand
And let the good light guide to the waves and the wind
To the beaches and a world where have never been
And we’ll climb upon a mountain, y’all we’ll let our voices ring
Those who’ve never tried they’ll be the first to sing
Woah My My
I’ll see you on the other side
If I make it
And it might be a long hard ride
But I’m gonna take it
Sometimes it seems I don’t have a prayer
Let the weather take me anywhere
But I know I wanna go
Where the streets are gold
Cause you’ll be there
Oh my my
You don’t bring nothing with you here
And you can’t take nothing back
I ain’t never seen a hearse, with a luggage rack
So I’ve torn my knees from praying
Scarred my back from falling down
Spent so much time flying high, til I’m face first in the ground
So if you’re up there watching me, can you talk to God and say,
Tell him I might need a hand to see a boat someday
‘Why’ by Rascal Flatts
by Stacey on Aug.26, 2010, under Music
Why
By Rascal Flatts
It must’ve been in a place so dark you couldn’t feel the light
Reachin’ for you through that stormy cloud
Now here we are gathered in our little hometown
This can’t be the way you meant to draw a crowd
Oh, why? That’s what I keep askin’
Was there anything I could have said or done?
Oh, I had no clue you were masking
A troubled soul, God only knows what went wrong
And why you’d leave the stage in the middle of a song
Now in my mind I keep you frozen as a seventeen year old
Roundin’ third to score the winning run
You always played with passion no matter what the game
When you took the stage, you shined just like the sun
Oh, why? That’s what I keep askin’
And was there anything I could have said or done?
Oh, I had no clue you were masking
A troubled soul, oh, God only knows what went wrong
And why you’d leave the stage in the middle of a song
Now the oak trees are swayin’ in the early autumn breeze
The golden sun is shining on my face
The tangled thoughts I hear a mockingbird sing
This old world really ain’t that bad a place
Oh, why? There’s no comprehending
And who am I to try to judge or explain?
Oh, but I do have one burning question
Who told you life wasn’t worth the fight?
They were wrong, they lied, and now you’re gone, and we cried
‘Cause it’s not like you to walk away in the middle of a song
Your beautiful song, your absolutely beautiful song