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(Desperation)
02:32
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(Desperation)
I just called to say that I miss you…
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2. |
Longing
04:15
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Longing
And I never could forget the first time you were in my midst.
It felt just like a kiss; Just like the first embrace of a lover..
There is no other who made me feel the subtle joys I couldn’t help.
The way that I could barely contain myself when you were near.
So now I write these poems, my love. I write them just for you,
but words will never do without the heart that only music gives us.
I just can’t finish this melody. My timid lips cannot express,
since everything just comes out like a mess when you’re not here!
It feels like an eternity when we are far apart.
The rhythm of my heart is stuck in place and I am barely living.
My legs are giving as I fall to my knees and start to see
I wish that you were here and holding me…
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3. |
Hearts
04:39
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Hearts
Where have you been? I cried myself to sleep last night again.
I thought you said I’d never be alone.
How can I stand? The root of Fear is slowly sinking in
and inch by inch my heart is overgrown.
Is this just a nightmare? Am I going crazy?
My world falls apart and I just can’t take when I see everyone else falling too?
But what could I do? What could I do?
What could I do when my strength is fading?
And what could I do? What could I do?
What could I do when my faith is shaken too?
If love is so selfless, how come it seems to take away so much from me?
(And if love is the anchor that keeps me grounded in the midst of raging seas, Then why is this ship swaying with this heart that’s drowning
And these lungs that long to catch the ocean breeze?)
I can’t understand what good could come from so much pain,
but standing in this place could never show me everything..
Should I follow my heart and march to its beat?
Head back to the start.. Find the healing I need..?
Should I follow my heart?
Oh, my heart..
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4. |
(Recognition)
03:43
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(Recognition)
Sweetheart?! Can you hear me?!
Because in all of the days, and weeks, and months since I’ve seen your face, I still have yet to grow accustomed to the pain and loneliness I found now in this broken place. In this God forsaken "Valley of the Shadow of Abandonment", I hold a longing memory of a cold, forgotten sentiment. Long since buried beneath the rotting compost and ever shifting, ever sinking sediment. It forms my soul into a garden, for which I pray my heart remains a nutrient rich, growth enhancing element and spreads throughout the soil to grow once more the love that once stood brilliantly in the grandeur of its reverence. Love that now lays trampled under the feet of a greedy pervert with sticky fingers and lusting eyes. A vicious thief that sought relief in planting seeds within the space between my lover's thighs! And if my soul has always been this beautiful garden that held the contents of a fragile heart, then the soil has now hardened to unbreakable marble in a failed attempt to keep it all from falling completely apart. I have since tried to put up walls and scarecrows to keep these inevitable enemies from making their way over to me, but as you once feared, I let Fear draw close within the fading facade that I now know as boundaries. She brought along a familiar friend I remember you said, close to the end, that you had found a fear in thinking I might find, so I closed my eyes and compromised it all to feel the creeping hands of Bitterness that began to lurk within my mind. I let her whisper lies and lullabies, as she told me she loved me again and again. And even if her luring eyes may simply be disguise, at least I know she never gave her body to the lusting of another man. Honestly, how many soft glances and empty words did it take for him to convince you to abandon all the beauty we had sown?! Because from now on with every choice you make, I pray you feel the weight of leaving me to tend this garden all alone! All I ever did was try my best to fully love you, even though it seems I failed you in the bitter end, but now it seems my walls will stand above you, in between us, so my heart can take its roots in better soil with the hope that it can fully mend.
(But we both know it's not that easy just to move on from one of the greatest loves you’d felt you'd ever known. Somewhere deep inside, I kneel in dirt and mud and dig to find a lone surviving seed of hope
that I could use to bring me home. And pray to God that love could flourish once again if planted in the remnants of the soil where it had grown…)
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5. |
Healing
06:32
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Healing
As I tended to the garden of my soul,
Fear and Doubt took root within the dirt.
How the weeds and wounds did surely grow,
while the seeds and dreams were choked amidst the hurt.
But this is all I have…
This is all I have.
So I pried and pulled at every wicked crop,
but human tools could barely make it through.
It seemed as if the growth would never stop,
and every single lie became the truth.
But this is all I have…
This is all I have.
Your healing…
Your healing…
This is all I have.
Your healing is all I need.
One day, crimson rain will start to fall,
as glory light fills the sky.
You always listen when I call.
My garden blooms when You are glorified.
Because this is all I have…
This is all I have.
Your healing…
Your healing…
Your healing is all I have.
Your healing is all I need.
This is all I have...
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6. |
Hands
05:19
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Hands
I’ll find rest in His shadow, as darkness abounds.
I long for His voice, to be lost in the sound,
So I’ll strap to these promises,
Safe in these words,
Believing, in faith,
The unseen and unheard…
My feet have come dangerously close to this stone.
A heart that’s grown cold, could it be it’s my own?
But He says mine’s on fire and the other’s a fake.
My feet will be crushing the head of the snake,
And all I understand
Is the safety in these hands.
All I understand is the safety in these hands.
So I’ll lay down my idols for the people I love
And pray my desire for Love is enough.
I know I’m protected from the enemy’s knife,
So I’ll lay down my fear in exchange for long life
And all I understand
Is the safety in these hands.
All I understand
Is the safety in these hands.
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands.
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands
He’s got the whole world in His hands.
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7. |
(Absolution)
01:54
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theLionhearted Allentown, Pennsylvania
theLionhearted is an alternative/indie/emo band from Allentown, Pennsylvania. Whether by sole member, Richie-Pete Ares, or with the help of some friends, theLionhearted aims to bring a deeply emotional musical experience to share with anyone willing to come and be a part. ... more
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