tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72577348396975261502024-02-20T08:01:46.204-08:00The Ramblings from The Clown and Center StageJosephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321553202722422472noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257734839697526150.post-92040854947472839252007-10-19T13:06:00.000-07:002007-10-19T13:07:59.057-07:00Raining Hearts<p align="left">What have I seen that could be compared to you?<br />What have I touched like your hand?<br />There’s not one thing I wouldn’t do<br />To feel your touch again.<br />Jesus, take away the pain.<br />Com rain in me again.<br />Wash this soul clean<br />So all I am is yours;<br />It’s you I adore.<br /></p><p align="center"><em>Lift Him up, lift Him up<br />Raise your hands and Lift Him up<br />Bless His name with endless praise.<br />He’ll rain down mercy and grace.<br />Praise the Glory of our God<br />Praise His wonderful works.<br />Let him rain down raining Hearts of Joy for you and me.<br />Lift Him up</em></p><p align="left"><br />What have I seen that could be compared to you?<br />What have I touched like your hand?<br />There’s not one thing I wouldn’t do<br />To feel your touch again.<br />For you are God<br />And God you are alone.<br />Holy, majestic, you are Lord<br />And all I am is yours.<br />It’s you alone I adore. </p><p align="center"><em>Lift Him up, lift Him up<br />Raise your hands and Lift Him up<br />Bless His name with endless praise.<br />He’ll rain down mercy and grace.<br />Praise the Glory of our God<br />Praise His wonderful works.<br />Let him rain down raining Hearts of Joy for you and me.<br />Lift Him up</em></p><p align="center"><br /><em>You saw who I was and you loved me like Your son<br />So what now can I do But give Glory and Praise to you!<br /></em></p><p align="center"><em>Lift Him up, lift Him up<br />Raise your hands and Lift Him up<br />Bless His name with endless praise.<br />He’ll rain down mercy and grace.<br />Praise the Glory of our God<br />Praise His wonderful works.<br />Let him rain down raining Hearts of Joy for you and me.<br />Lift Him up</em></p>Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321553202722422472noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257734839697526150.post-74832919710304675282007-10-11T10:09:00.000-07:002007-10-11T10:22:47.282-07:00They Steal a kiss and run Away...<div align="left">Open hearts engage each other to fill a need; a vacancy.<br />Oh, how he says the way he loves her<br />And then she’s his. For a time as this<br />When friends become lovers and ruin a good thing.<br />They say, “We need each other. Don’t you see?”</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="left"><em></em></div><div align="left"><em></em></div><div align="left"><em><strong>Why can’t they see the heartache<br />They’ll produce in each other?<br />When they hang up dry<br />After giving themselves away?<br />Pieces of your heart<br />Stay with past lovers<br />And there’s no getting it back<br />For the one who will stay by your side</strong>. </em></div><em><div align="center"><br /></div></em><div align="left">A sweet kiss passed through lips<br />May send your mind momentarily to the sky.<br />To walk on clouds, but when clouds come down<br />They rain on your parade.<br />Though you think you’re in love, patience is a virtue.<br />‘Cause what happens if that guy or girl’s not for you?</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="left"><em></em></div><div align="left"><em></em></div><div align="left"><em></em></div><div align="left"><strong><em>Why can’t they see the heartache<br />They’ll produce in each other?<br />When they hang up dry<br />After giving themselves away?<br />Pieces of your heart<br />Stay with past lovers<br />And there’s no getting it back<br />For the one who will stay by your side.</em> </strong></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left">Can you see yourself held accountable for the actions you’ve done?<br />If God came down to call his bride home,<br />would you be found blameless and pure to be his bride for life? </div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="left"><em></em></div><div align="left"><em><strong>Because if not, there is forgiveness and grace.<br /></strong></em><em><strong>Won’t you let him take the place<br />Of the person you think should<br />Be your love for good?<br />And let him be the one - be the one who finds your mate?<br />Because he loves you more than you could take.<br />And he wants more than someone who will simply<br />Appreciate you without love.</strong></em></div>Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321553202722422472noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257734839697526150.post-34991895803861548832007-10-05T17:07:00.000-07:002007-10-05T17:28:47.183-07:00Every standard I can't Live up to BeWhat's this life<br />if I can't find<br />A way to break free of the humiliating<br />broken thoughts I try to keep?<br />What's this life<br />if I can't have<br />one or two escapes from this losing person I am?<br /><br />Maybe the standards set by me.<br />could never hold up to who I am to be.<br />For I am nothing of who I want to be.<br /><br /><em>I want to be the one to leave my body to fly.</em><br /><em>I want to be one to sail the ships across the sky.</em><br /><em>Fairy tales are much more interesting </em><br /><em>than dealing with the reality.</em><br /><em>Why can't I be more</em><br /><em>than what I'm current'y?</em><br /><em></em><br />Day by day,<br />night by night,<br />I push harder and faster<br />and farther than my last stride.<br />But still it's I<br />who's losing sight.<br /><br />Maybe the standards set by me.<br />could never hold up to who I am to be.<br />For I am nothing of who I want to be.<br /><br /><em>I want to be the one to leave my body to fly.<br />I want to be one to sail the ships across the sky.<br />Fairy tales are much more interesting<br />than dealing with the reality.<br />Why can't I be more<br />than what I'm current'y?</em><br /><em></em>Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321553202722422472noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257734839697526150.post-47545031187535801062007-09-20T19:18:00.000-07:002007-09-20T19:27:56.233-07:00Being friends Is the Hardest thing Ever<span style="color:#ffffff;">If it seems like I'm pushing you away, it's not personal.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">It's me, not you.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">I can't bear to have you see me this way and what I'm going through.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">It's me, not you.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Cause it hurts so much to know that I </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">don't have strength to push back.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Every time I close my eyes I feel</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">tears coming back</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">It's not your fight</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">But you want to fight</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">I can' let you in on my life.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">You clench your fists</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">and say, "We will get through this"</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">But I can't see why you try </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">To help me gain my life. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></em><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">I get caught with the gun im my hands.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">This sin I'm going through</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Is me, not you.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">The stain of blood still covers me, </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">what do I do?</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Forgive me, I've lost you.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">The pain that you go on through</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Is what hurts me most.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">You cover your face from my disgrace,</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">You accept my blows.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">It's not your fight<br />But you want to fight<br />I can' let you in on my life.<br />You clench your fists<br />and say, "We will get through this"<br />But I can't see why you try<br />To help me gain my life.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">Your release your fists </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">and in times like this,</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">I see the holes in your hands.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">My blood is in your hands.</span></em>Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321553202722422472noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257734839697526150.post-70556510165199432612007-09-01T17:00:00.001-07:002007-09-01T17:16:31.254-07:00UntitledAll of me is what you see:<br />A broken heart, some shattered dreams.<br />5 harsh blows across my back.<br />A losing life I thought I had<br />to control. I'm letting go<br />of everything that I hold.<br />All of me, all of me,<br />I'm giving back to you.<br /><br /><em>Here's my dreams,</em><br /><em>Here's my fears.</em><br /><em>Here's my pain,</em><br /><em>Here's my tears.</em><br /><em>Here's my heart,</em><br /><em>Make it yours. </em><br /><em>I want to be what I was born </em><br /><em>to be.</em><br /><br />This is what, what I am:<br />A cheating dog, a lying man.<br />I'm sorry for the words I spoke<br />that peirced your heart with wounding blows<br />that brought the tears to your eyes.<br />It is now I realize<br />That everything I could be<br />would never amount to what you want me to be.<br /><br /><em>Here's my dreams,<br />Here's my fears.<br />Here's my pain,<br />Here's my tears.<br />Here's my heart,<br />Make it yours.<br />I want to be what I was born<br />to be.</em><br /><em></em><br />Why don't you take my hand<br />and lead my from this sin I love.<br />Why don't you steal my heart again?Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321553202722422472noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257734839697526150.post-40530966192686783352007-08-29T16:04:00.000-07:002007-08-29T16:23:09.747-07:00What is There beyond this World?<span style="color:#ffffff;">Are you a dream? - it's just a question.<br />Because everything seems to be<br />falling to pieces in my life.<br />Do you hold the world in your hands?<br />Were you there for me in time to hear<br />my every call, my every fall?<br />I'm reaching out grasping at air.<br />Was it your grasp I felt?<br /><br /><em>Because I am standing on the edge now,</em><br /><em>looking over the side of this cliff.</em><br /><em>I spread out my arms and</em><br /><em>I am hoping there is someone to lift - </em><br /><em>To lift me from my pain,</em><br /><em>To help me live my life again,</em><br /><em>Are you there for me?</em><br /><em></em><br />Are you for real - why would you want me?<br />I am ugly, nothing worthy<br />Of the attention you give me.<br />Why are you so amazing?<br />Everything you have told me,<br />is hard to believe. Why would you<br />come to earth and die for me?<br />What's this love you have shown me?<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"><em>Because I am standing on the edge now,<br />looking over the side of this cliff.<br />I spread out my arms and<br />I am hoping there is someone to lift -<br />To lift me from my pain,<br />To help me live my life again,<br />Are you there for me?</em><br /><em></em><br />Everything I could want -<br />All the world offers,<br />pulls me down, drags me out,<br />runs me in the ground.<br />I believe you are the one!<br />I believe you are the one!<br />So here I am, all of me.<br />I am laying down everything<br />And going after you -<br /><br /><em>Because I am standing on the edge now, </em><br /><em>looking over the side of this cliff.</em><br /><em>I spread out my arms and </em><br /><em>I am hoping there is someone to lift - </em><br /><em>To lift me from my pain,</em><br /><em>To help me live my life again,</em><br /><em>Are you there for me?</em><br /><em>Cause here I am, all of me</em><br /><em>I am laying down everything</em><br /><em>and going after you!</em></span>Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321553202722422472noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257734839697526150.post-83091535475986866792007-08-27T16:27:00.000-07:002007-08-29T16:30:43.695-07:00Whisperings through Tears<span style="color:#ffffff;">A partnerless dance across the floor -<br />I bow to my shame and I give it one more<br />Waltz through the room and back here again.<br />I fall on my knees and I forget to pretend<br />You should be mine, by my side -<br />Who did I think I was fooling?<br />All my life, with the lies<br />That you would have room enough for me.<br /><br /><em>The tears fall again....<br />And they cry,<br />"Look at the rain. Can you feel my sorrow;<br />Can you feel my pain?<br />When does it stop, when does it end?<br />When does my heart have a chance to heal up again?"</em><br /><br />I give my fingers a dance across these strings,<br />As I sit here and imagine you listening to me.<br />A wrong note is struck; the dream is gone.<br />It packed it's bags, headed out, and took you along.<br />What did I do wrong, to push you along<br />And far away from me?<br />Did I say the wrong words - words that did hurt?<br />Should I have even put you in my dreams?<br /><br /><em>The tears fall again....<br />And they cry,<br />"Look at the rain. Can you feel my sorrow;<br />Can you feel my pain?<br />When does it stop, when does it end?<br />When does my heart have a chance to heal up again?"<br /></em><br />My tears fall, I fall<br />Far into oblivion.<br />It is my fault<br />Oh, God when will the healing begin?<br />When will it be time,<br />to put her chapter behind -<br />To put her chapter behind the back of my mind?</span>Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321553202722422472noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7257734839697526150.post-32115744040990944042007-08-23T14:04:00.000-07:002007-08-29T16:32:32.573-07:00"until Death do us Part" I Should Say Not<span style="color:#ffffff;">Come, the night is young -<br />We got our whole lives ahead of us.<br />Why don't you take my hand,<br />And let me lead you in this dance?<br />Let be your partner,<br />I am everything you need.<br />Pull down the dirty canvas of past loves,<br />That are covering the picture of me<br /><br /><em>What is this love I lost so willingly?<br />I gave you my heart,<br />I gave you my dreams<br />We were young and we were free,<br />But now that I am older,<br />I just seem to accept this reality<br /></em><br />Every little moment<br />We spent together in the sun<br />Who knew years down the road,<br />you and I would end up so far from -<br />From we thought we'd grow up to be<br />But now we are like all the others<br />But my feelings still follow you, you see<br />I've given my heart to no other,<br />But I've kept it for you and me<br /><br /><em>What is this love I lost so willingly?<br />I gave you my heart,<br />I gave you my dreams<br />We were young and we were free,<br />But now that I am older,<br />I just seem to accept this reality<br /></em><br />And now you're mine -<br />I see you walking down the aisle,<br />The veil hanging in your face;<br />The flowers in your hands<br />the smile on your face...<br />Then I wake up<br />to find me standing alone<br />Next to the picture<br />of you and me together.<br />Oh, How we were young! -<br />and foolishly in love.<br />But that never stopped us from,<br />Giving our hearts to help the needy,<br />I close my eyes - I see you, sweety,<br />Standing next to Jesus, calling me home.<br />Two of my truest loves - calling me home.</span>Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03321553202722422472noreply@blogger.com4