We are like roses that have never bothered to
bloom when we should have bloomed and
it is as if
the sun has become disgusted with
waiting
Bukowski
Here I stand
Forever in Your mighty hand
Living with Your promise
Written on my heart
I am Yours
Surrendered wholly to You
You set in Your family
Calling me Your own
Now I, I belong to You
Lord I need
Your Spirit, Your word, Your truth
Hear my cry
My deep desire
To know You more
In Your name
I will lift my hands
To the King
This anthem of praise I bring
Heaven knows
I long to love You
With all I am
I belong to You
I can’t stay for the summertime
The blue birds whispered something in my ear
They said girl why wait when the times are ‘bout to change
Now my world’s turning all into a blur
I’m all stuck here in my head
The words were loud yet I couldn’t speak the lines
That I read yesterday
It’s the sound of what was said that keeps pounding through my head
Like a hurricane
Oh it’s the price I pay
It’d be nice if I stayed
It’d be nice to get carried away
A mesh of hearts come out to play
Oh today
It’d be nice to save the day
Roll the dice
Lets win this game
Put our feelings into boxes store them away
The tide rose again
Swept the waters to the bay
Will it all turn into one big mistake?
Then I thought I’ll be lost
In this game there is a cost
Took myself, my okays and ran away
I’m all stuck here in my head
The words were loud yet I couldn’t speak the lines
That I read yesterday
It’s the sound of what was said that keeps pounding through my head
Like a hurricane
Oh it’s the price I pay
It’d be nice if I stayed
It’d be nice to get carried away
A Mesh of hearts come out to play
Oh today
It’d be nice to save the day
Roll the dice
Lets win this game
Put our feelings into boxes store them away
It’d be nice
It’d be fun
It’d be nice if I stayed
It’d be nice
It’d be fun or so I think
Am I thinking right?
It’d be nice if I stayed
It’d be nice to get carried away
A mesh of hearts come out to play
Oh today
It’d be nice to save the day
Roll the dice
Lets win this game
Put our feelings into boxes store them away
Put our feelings into boxes store them away
Tie these fears to my fingers
Put our feelings into boxes store them away
“hearing it for the first time and wondering if it was about me. But then, that’s a quality that Tim’s best songs have. They feel personal to your situation, but then, when you take them out onto the road you realise that’s how everyone feels.”
-Tom
just preordered their album(:
