Saturday, March 11, 2006

All I have to say on this beautiful, glorious day.

Strangely out of place, and there's a light 
filling this room where none would follow before.
I can't deny it burns me up inside.
I fan the flames to melt away my pride.
Do I want shelter from the rain
or the rain to wash me away?

I need you, I need you, I need you.
I need you, I need you, I need you.
You're all I'm living for.

I might sound like a fool, but I think
I felt you moving closer to me.
Face to the ground to hide the fatal cut.
I fight the weight, I feel you lift me up.
You are the shelter from the rain
and the rain to wash me away.
-Jars of Clay

My soul is on fire with a radiant, passionate love. Finally.


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