Here I am
Here I stand
Lord, my life is in your hands
Lord, I'm longing to see
Your desires revealed in me

[Chorus:]
I give myself away
I give myself away
So You can use me
I give myself away
I give myself away
So You can use me

William McDonald, I Give Myself Away

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds

-Robert Nesta Marley, Redemption Song


They got money for war but can’t feed the poor.
…
We ain’t meant to survive cause it’s setup
-Tupac Shakur, Keep Ya Head Up

I Still Haven’t found what I’m looking for

Reach out your hand, if your cup be empty
If your cup is full, may it be again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men

Anonymous wrote:Did you write the Book of Love?
And do you have faith in God above?
If the Bible tells you so
Do you believe in rock 'n' roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

And we all got up to dance
But we never got the chance

You'd be surprised to learn what you could bear to lose
Wanting and needing, not getting either one
And planning the future as the time we also choose
Pick out a movie, a sandwich from the street
Yeah, how many days in life will I spend underground?
Hours in total, as many as it takes
And how many ways of feeling lousy have I found?

"The Heart Remains a Child" is one of the most beautiful songs- lyrics and melody...maybe ever

And if you can’t be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you’re with


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Today I didn’t even have to use my AK
I gotta say it was a good day


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Worst lyrics?


I’ve packed my bags
Cleaned the floor
Watch me walking
Walking out the door

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life, I love you more

Well, I know what's right
I got just one life
In a world that keeps on pushin' me around
But I'll stand my ground
And I won't back down

Anonymous wrote:Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.

That’s a good ome! My dad liked to wax philosophical about this line when telling me about his hippie days.

Two drifters, off to see the world, there’s such a lot of world to see…

He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood, he's the one that makes ya feel alright

In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains

So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
What’s so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best pray that I bleed real soon
How’s that thought for you