today I was listening to this song today.. and im seanding it to u all
spend all your time waiting for that second chance for a break that would make it okay there's always one reason to feel not good enough and it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction oh beautiful release memory seeps from my veins let me be empty and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight
in the arms of an angel fly away from here from this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear you are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie you're in the arms of the angel may you find some comfort there
so tired of the straight line and everywhere you turn there's vultures and thieves at your back and the storm keeps on twisting you keep on building the lie that you make up for all that you lack it don't make no difference escaping one last time it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
in the arms of an angel fly away from here from this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear you are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie you're in the arms of the angel may you find some comfort there you're in the arms of the angel may you find some comfort here
Thank you. I love Sarah McLachlan ! My favorite...........
Sweet Surrender
It doesn’t mean much It doesn’t mean anything at all The life I’ve left behind me Is a cold room I’ve crossed the last line From where I can’t return Where every step I took in faith Betrayed me And led me from my home And sweet Sweet surrender Is all that I have to give You take me in No questions asked You strip away the ugliness That surrounds me Are you an angel Am I already that gone I only hope That I won’t disappoint you When I’m down here On my knees And sweet Sweet Sweet surrender Is all that I have to give Sweet Sweet Sweet surrender Is all that I have to give And I don’t understand By the touch of your hand I would be the one to fall I miss the little things I miss everything (about you) It doesn’t mean much It doesn’t mean anything at all The life I left behind me Is a cold room And sweet Sweet Sweet surrender Is all that I have to give
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* We eventually realize that just as the pains of alcoholism had to come before sobriety, emotional turmoil comes before serenity. *
Sorry.Im old and decrepid....more into Franky Sinatra...Guy Lombardo..um--I do remember the Beach Boys tho...and the painted volkswagon vans..and that funny stuff we smoked...
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Easy Does it..Keep It Simple..Let Go and Let God..
