Life has been pretty turbulent the past few weeks. I've not really blogged about anything that means anything in a while and that's mainly the reason why.
I just don't know what to say.
So instead of trying to dig past all of the scramble that is my brain of late and find something intelligible to say I'm going to let the guys from Lifehouse say it for me.
This song is a fairly accurate (read exact) description of how I feel lately.
I just pray something changes, and soon before barely holding on becomes losing my grip.
I just don't know what to say.
So instead of trying to dig past all of the scramble that is my brain of late and find something intelligible to say I'm going to let the guys from Lifehouse say it for me.
This song is a fairly accurate (read exact) description of how I feel lately.
I just pray something changes, and soon before barely holding on becomes losing my grip.
The Broken clock is a comfort
It helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow
From stealing all my time
And I am here still waiting
Though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best
Like you've already figured out
I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart
That's still beating
In the pain
There is healing
In your name
I find meaning
So I'm holding on
I'm barely holding on to you
The broken locks were a warning
You got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded
I'm an open book instead
And I still see your reflection
Inside of my eyes
That are looking for purpose
They're still looking for life
I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart
That's still beating
In the pain
Is there healing
In your name
I find meaning
So I'm holding on
I'm barely holding on to you
I'm hanging on another day
Just to see what, you will throw my way
And I'm hanging on, to the words you say
You said that I will, will be okay
The broken light on the freeway
Left me here alone
I may have lost my way now
But I haven't forgotten my way home
I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart
That's still beating
In the pain
There is healing
In your name
I find meaning
So I'm holding on
Barely holding on to you
Barely holdin on to you
1 People who coughed on a furball:
First, I want to say way to look to the guys of Lifehouse - they are amazing!
Second, that is very sad that this describes your life. My suggestion is to stop "holding on" but then again I do not know your life. But that is what happened to me, and it was sooo much better!
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