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Postby josh_manga » Fri Jun 06, 2003 10:36 am

:dance: HEY!!!

Didn't see one of these around like there was in the old forum, so im gonna start one.

Judas' Kiss

by Petra

I wonder how it makes You feel when the prodigal won't come home.
I wonder how it makes You feel when he'd rather be on his own.
I wonder what it's like for You when a lamb has gone astray.
I wonder what it's like for You when Your children disobey.

(chorus)
It must be like another thorn stuck in Your brow
It must be like another close friend's broken vow
It must be like another nail right through Your wrist.
It must be just like..
JUST LIKE JUDAS' KISS

I wonder how it makes you feel when no one seeks your face
I wonder how it makes you feel when they give up in the race.
I wonder what it's like for you when they willingly disobey
I wonder what it's like for you when they willingly walk away.

chorus

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Postby Spencer » Fri Jun 06, 2003 3:03 pm

Sorry this isn't Christian music, but it's what I'm listenin to now...

Title: What a Scene
Artist: Goo Goo Dolls

When you’re feeling all wrong in the back of your mind again
How does it feel
When you drop down everything’s all the same
Oh yeah
Saccharine, caffeine, nicotine gum
Yeah it tastes sweet but it's not for long
And I just think you thought it would be

And when you’re looking for truth on the cover of a magazine
How does it feel
When you find out what you’re not gonna be
Oh yeah
They give you your image and the things you believe
Open your eyes and tell me what did you see
And I just think you thought it surreal

Chorus

How does it feel when you're out on your own
And now its too late to go home
And its hard to be free when you’re down on your knees
Take it easy
Till you make it alone

Now you’re a supermarket punk rock television comedy
Out on the scene
Yeah I bit down but now there's no hand to feed
Oh yeah and all the beautiful images lining your walls
Pop radio screaming down the halls
And now you think you found something real

And when its all about money and the things that you need
Live a big lie and they all believe
Now I just find that somehow obscene

And how does it feel to be out on your own
And now its too late to come home
And its hard to be free when you’re down on your knees
Take it easy
Till you make it alone

Take it easy
Till you make it alone

What a scene…..yeah

Its all been said before and all been done
Take it easy till you make it alone
Take it easy till you make it alone

Good song.
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Postby Megami Tsunami » Wed Jun 11, 2003 2:07 pm

Anyone heard of the band Cadet? They're my favorite.

Song: God Man
by: Cadet

Here's to him my guardian

There He is
He moves faster than light
His body hold tremendous might
His face doth shine ever so bright
His enemies tremble with fright

(chorus)
Jesus is my superhero
Once He died for me
I'm His trusting sidekick
We will beat the enemy
(it's God Man!)

There He is
He labors day and night
Somehow I'm always in His sight
Without a doubt He'll do what's right
With any foe He'll win the fight

(chorus)

Evil's on it's way
But my Savior's here to save my day

(chorus)
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Postby Ashley » Wed Jun 11, 2003 4:11 pm

*laughs* Tsunami, that's one of those songs that gets stuck in my head all afternoon after hearing it. But yes,I've heard of them. God Man is the only song of theirs I know.
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Postby Megami Tsunami » Wed Jun 11, 2003 5:51 pm

Hehe, does it seriously get stuck in your head all afternoon? lol, if you like them I think the song Change My Name is a good one to look for. To me that song is awesome too.
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Postby ShiroiHikari » Thu Jun 12, 2003 1:58 pm

Caedmon's Call- Center Aisle

Thank God I'm back in my car
And driving home, and driving home
'Cause the air was thin and so cold
Back in there
It was my first time
Won't be my last time
And the questions rise
Expectations fall
In light of it all

There aren't words to say
Words aren't remembered
But presence is
A good friend once told me
And he was there, he was there
But she wasn't there
And it's not fair, it's not fair

What crimes have you committed
Demanding such a penance
That couldn't wait for five more minutes
And a cry for help
Cause this room is so peaceful
And this room is so quiet
And I hate the silence
And I can't walk the center aisle

That's only part of the song...it's very sad, he wrote it about his friend's sister that committed suicide, and about the funeral. ; _ ; I have it ripped to file if anyone wants it.
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Postby Aibou » Fri Jun 13, 2003 1:22 pm

Did You Feel The Mountains Tremble? by Delirious

Did you hear the oceans roar?
When the people rose to sing of
Jesus Christ the risen one

Did you feel the people tremble?
Did you hear the singers roar?
When the lost began to sing of
Jesus Christ the risen one

And we can see that God you're moving
A mighty river through the nations
And young and old will turn to Jesus
Fling wide your heavenly gates
Prepare the way of the risen Lord

* Open up the doors and let the music play
Let the streets resound with singing
Songs that bring your hope
Songs that bring your peace
Dancers who dance upon injustice

Did you feel the darkness tremble?
When all the saints join in one song
And all the streams flow as one river
To wash away our brokeness

And here we see that God you're moving
A time of Jubilee is coming
When young and old return to Jesus
Fling wide your heavenly gates
Prepare the way of the risen Lord
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Postby Stephen » Fri Jun 13, 2003 9:23 pm

Project 86
Your Heroes Are Dead

There’s something coming
And it's coming for you
The mob is restless
Looking for something new
You lead us here
With an eternal promise
The gallows are calling
For you to pay for this

Now that we’re left here on our own
There is nowhere left to turn
Who will see me through?

Your heroes are dead
They were all in you head
When nothing is left we’ll start again

What fitting ends
To our fearless fathers
The cost of treason
Isn't paid in dollars
With nothing left
There is nothing to lose
We’ll watch the city gates
Falling all around you

You said id never make it
That I could only fail
But I'm the one who’s standing
And what has happened to you?

Now that we’ve said goodbye to you
We’ve started something new

Your heroes are gone
They left with the dawn
Now it's just us well carry on
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Postby Megami Tsunami » Sat Jun 14, 2003 3:31 am

Originally posted by Aibou
Did You Feel The Mountains Tremble? by Delirious



Yay! we sing that in church a lot! It's a great song ^.^ :angel:
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Postby Technomancer » Sat Jun 14, 2003 5:30 am

An old favourite, "Once in a Lifetime"- Talking Heads.


And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
wife
And you may ask yourself-Well...How did I get here?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
How do I work this?
And you may ask yourself
Where is that large automobile?
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful house!
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful wife!
Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

Water dissolving...and water removing
There is water at the bottom of the ocean
Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean
Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean!

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
What is that beautiful house?
And you may ask yourself
Where does that highway go?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right?...Am I wrong?
And you may tell yourself
MY GOD!...WHAT HAVE I DONE?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
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Postby Straylight » Sat Jun 14, 2003 6:55 am

Radiohead - Fake Plastic Trees

Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

If I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted all the time
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running to stand still

Postby Shinja » Sat Jun 14, 2003 7:27 am

u2


And so she woke up
From where she was lying still
Said we got to do something about where we're going

Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving train
Maybe run from the darkness in the night
Singing Ha La La La De Day
Singing Ha La La La De Day

Sweet the sin
But the bitter taste in my mouth

I see seven towers
But I only see one way out

You got to cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice, you know
I took the poison, from the poison stream,
Then I floated out of here
Singing Ha La La La De Day
Singing Ha La La La De Day

She runs through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under black belly of cloud in the rain

In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging
She is raging and the storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She is running to stand still
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lunar (by five o'clock people)

Postby EireWolf » Fri Jun 27, 2003 1:12 am

the quest for faith is a lunar endeavor
not warmer and brighter but darker and wetter
i trudge and i slip as i reach out for daylight
but grasp only fistfulls of night

i wonder is doubt the way of faith, sometimes
i try to put it aside but never leave it behind
balancing the weight of the state i'm in
on the head of a pin

i tire of being afraid
that i might slip away someday
walk away and fall down

there's this feeling of being a kind of substandard
to struggle with things i just don't understand
my pride wants to join in the smiles
to be back in style

i tire of being afraid
that i might slip away someday
walk away and fall down

so the search is on again again
to find what i'm doing wrong
and save this love i'm in
but i don't know where to start
it never used to be this hard

so i tread where angels trod
be found my be my god
hard pressed
i must rest in you
mystery meeting me
in silence
in innocence
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Postby Technomancer » Tue Jul 01, 2003 8:25 am

Seeing as it's Dominion Day, I thought I'd post some good 'ol Canadian stuff:

MacDonnell on the Heights- Stan Rogers

Too thin the line that charged the Heights
And scrambled in the clay.
Too thin the Eastern Township Scot
Who showed them all the way,
And perhaps had you not fallen,
You might be what Brock became
But not one in ten thousand knows your name.

To say the name, MacDonnell,
It would bring no bugle call
But the Redcoats stayed beside you
When they saw the General fall.
Twas MacDonnell raised the banner then
And set the Heights aflame,
But not one in ten thousand knows your name.

You brought the field all standing with your courage and your luck
But unknown to most, you're lying there beside old General Brock.
So you know what it is to scale the Heights and fall just short of fame
And have not one in ten thousand know your name.

At Queenston now, the General on his tower stands alone
And there's lichen on 'MacDonnell' carved upon that weathered stone
In a corner of the monument to glory you could claim,
But not one in ten thousand knows your name.

You brought the field all standing with your courage and your luck
But unknown to most, you're lying there beside old General Brock.
So you know what it is to scale the Heights and fall just short of fame
And have not one in ten thousand know your name.
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Postby Technomancer » Tue Jul 01, 2003 8:26 am

If you were raised in Canada, you probably already know the words...

Log Driver's Waltz
Words and music by Wade Hemsworth


If you should ask any girl from the parish around
What pleases her most from her head to her toes
She'll say, "I'm not sure that it's business of yours
But I do like to waltz with a log driver".

Chorus
For he goes birling down a-down the white water
That's where the log driver learns to step lightly
It's birling down, a-down white water
A log driver's waltz pleases girls completely.

When the drive's nearly over, I like to go down
To see all the lads while they work on the river
I know that come evening they'll be in the town
And we all want to waltz with a log driver.

To please both my parents I've had to give way
And dance with the doctors and merchants and lawyers
Their manners are fine but their feet are of clay
For there's none with the style of a log driver.

I've had my chances with all sorts of men
But none is so fine as my lad on the river
So when the drive's over, if he asks me again
I think I will marry my log driver.
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Postby Technomancer » Tue Jul 01, 2003 8:48 am

And something in French too...

Song of the Raftsmen- Walter Raim

La ous-qu´y sont, tous les Raftsmen
La ous-qu´y sont, tous les Raftsmen
Dans les chanquiers i´ sont montes
Bing sur la ring, bang sur la rang
Laisser passer les raftsmen
Bing sur la ring, bing bang

Et par Bytown y sont passees
Et par Bytown y sont passees
Avec leur provision d´achetees
Bing sur la ring, bang sur la rang
Laisser passer les raftsmen
Bing sur la ring, bing bang

En canots d´ecorc´ sont montes
En canots d´ecorc´ sont montes
Et du plaisir s´sont donne
Bing sur la ring, bang sur la rang
Laisser passer les raftsmen
Bing sur la ring, bing bang

Des porc et beans ils ont mange
Des porc et beans ils ont mange
Pour les estomacs restaurer
Bing sur la ring, bang sur la rang
Laisser passer les raftsmen
Bing sur la ring, bing bang

Que l´Outaouais fut etonne
Que l´Outaousid fut etonne
Tant faisant d´bruit leur hach´ trempee
Bing sur la ring, bang sur la rang
Laisser passer les raftsmen
Bing sur la ring, bing bang

Quand le chanquier fut termine
Quand le chanquier fut termine
Chacun chez eux sont retourne
Bing sur la ring, bang sur la rang
Laisser passer les raftsmen
Bing sur la ring, bing bang

Leur femme´s ou blond´s ont embrasse
Leur femme´s ou blond´s ont embrasse
Tous les contents de se r´trouver
Bing sur la ring, bang sur la rang
Laisser passer les raftsmen
Bing sur la ring, bing bang
The scientific method," Thomas Henry Huxley once wrote, "is nothing but the normal working of the human mind." That is to say, when the mind is working; that is to say further, when it is engaged in corrrecting its mistakes. Taking this point of view, we may conclude that science is not physics, biology, or chemistry—is not even a "subject"—but a moral imperative drawn from a larger narrative whose purpose is to give perspective, balance, and humility to learning.

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Postby Aibou » Sat Jul 05, 2003 3:09 am

Maaya Sakamoto - Life is good

Hey! What cha say
Let's get lost and take a big vacation
A summer long siesta fun holiday!

Say! It's our time
To do what we want, now, when we want it
They don't expect too much from us anyway

Tomorrow will tomorrow
Be today, today
Anything that people way don't mean a thing
'Cause it's time for livin'

Life is a canvas
And the paint is hope and promise
The world is ours
No one could ever take it from us
The sky is blue
The day is new
The sun is shinin' down
You know life is good
We got each other
And that's all we need

Hey! It's okay
We can paint the world bright, any colour
Yeah, coming back from nowhere or on the way

Don't be afraid
Just be happy that we're not our mothers
Slavin' over papa all night and day

The future is the future
Que sera sera
We can make some sense of it all
When we get old
Let's do something stupid

Life is a real gas
If you take the time to notice
Let's live it right now
'Cause no one can live it for us
We got the time
The weather's fine
The world is spinnin' round
You know life is good
In it together always
You and me

Life is a canvas
And the paint is hope and promise
The world is ours
No one could ever take it from us
The sky is blue
The day is new
The sun is shinin' down
You know life is good
We got each other
And that's all we need

Life is about us
Just in case you didn't notice
We're on our way now
And nothing is gonna stop us
We got the time
It's yours and mine
We'll take it on the run
You know life is good
In it forever, yeah just you and me
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Postby josh_manga » Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:16 pm

Emerson Lake and Palmer~ The Sage

I carry the dust of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathe it every day

You and I are yesterdays answers
The earth of the past come to flesh
Eroded by times rivers
To the shapes we now possess.

Come share of my breath and my substance
And mingle our streams and our times
In bright infinite moments
Our reasons are lost in our eyes.
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Postby josh_manga » Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:19 pm

Blufire~

Looks like "Why" is by Nicole Nordman. Here's the link to where I found it.

http://www.christianlyricsonline.com/artists/nichole-nordeman/why.html
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Postby Radical Dreamer » Thu Oct 25, 2007 8:40 am

THIS THREAD IS FOUR YEARS OLD.

Wow.

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Postby That Dude » Thu Oct 25, 2007 9:30 am

Staple - Deathtrap Daisy

Thinking of you...Amazed by your disguise. You look so beautiful with death in your eyes. I'm breaking free from you and it's the best/the hardest thing I could do. You'd never know that I loathe you.

Do not lust in your heart after her beauty. Or let her captivate you with her eyes. (Prov. 6:25)

So in love with the memories of you that I have fallen away.
I'm so alive in the memories of you that I have died today.

God please kill the lady that's inside of me....Stay out of my house! You're not welcome here! I'm so free without you, yet so aware that I am hanging on by a thread of grace and nothing more. Sweet Jesus have mercy when she knocks on my door.

The prostitute reduces you to your weakest. Adulteress preys upon your very life. (Prov. 6:26)

Hosting her was the choice I made, competence was the currency paid.
Hence, my true love I'd forsake. Eyes maintained for her she'd take.
I'm breaking for my heart to find innocence I've left behind.
God Almighty, giver of peace, grant to me the strength I seek. I love when I'm feeling tall, because I stood up through it all.

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Postby josh_manga » Thu Oct 25, 2007 10:48 pm

Arcade Fire~ My Body is a Cage

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

I'm standing on a stage
Of fear and self-doubt
It's a hollow play
But they'll clap anyway

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You're standing next to me
My mind holds the key

I'm living in an age
That calls darkness light
Though my language is dead
Still the shapes fill my head

I'm living in an age
Whose name I don't know
Though the fear keeps me moving
Still my heart beats so slow

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You're standing next to me
My mind holds the key
My body is a

My body is a cage
We take what we're given
Just because you've forgotten
That don't mean you're forgiven

I'm living in an age
That screams my name at night
But when I get to the doorway
There's no one in sight

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You're standing next to me
My mind holds the key

Set my spirit free
Set my spirit free
Set my body free
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