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     Anonymous (165.247.75.47) |
"It is not people who make a show of being humble, in the words of Bob Dylan, "who try to hide what they don't know to begin with" who walk away justified. " That was Doug on the Disgruntled thread- I was thinking of songs that remind me of the community... Read the lyrics to this song by Jennifer Daniels...wow.... (I met this woman at a get-together of people deep in the woods right after I left the tt.. she is really sweet and gifted.) http://www.jenniferdaniels.com/notyourwound.htm | ||
| Clarity (209.214.14.164) |
This is great!!! What about, 'U2' "And I Still Haven't Found What I'm Lookin' For..." 'Tracy Chapman' "Just give me one reason to stay here, and I'll turn right back around(not), cause i dont wanna hurt nobody... (and the last two lyric lines says it all) which are???????????????????*** and what about, well i think it's called "Complicated" something like, "Why didja have to go and make things so complicated, actin' like your somebody else gets me fustrated!" Who's that by? (Averil Levine?) Well i'm gonna soak up the sun gonna tell everyone i'm lookin' up... (Sheryl Crow) and as a very true friend has told me their favorite song... to all sincere tt browsers "WISH YOU WERE HERE" Pink Floyd *** "I TOLD YOU THAT I LOVE YOU, AND THERE AINT NO MORE TO SAY" (Tracy Chapman, last two lines.) stay posted, more to come... | ||
| Anonymous (165.247.69.167) |
Yeah.. here are the lyrics to Wish You were Here So, so you think you can tell Heaven from hell, blue skies from pain,can you tell a green field, from a cold steel rail a smile from a veil Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts hot ashes for trees, hot air for a cool breeze cold comfort for change did you exchange a walk-on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year,running over the same old ground,what have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here | ||
| Anonymous (165.247.69.167) |
Torn- I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed into something real I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn You’re a little late, I’m already torn So I guess the fortune teller’s right Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light To crawl beneath my veins and now I don’t care, I have no luck, I don’t miss it all that much There’s just so many things that I can’t touch, I’m torn | ||
| Anonymous (24.64.161.58) |
From the Liner Notes of RUSH 2112 I. Overture "And the meek shall inherit the Earth" II. The Temples of Syrinx ..."The masive gray walls of the Temples rise from the Heart of every Federation City. I have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regualted and directed from within! Our books, our misuic, our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent wisdom of the priests..." (Priests) We've taken care of everything, The words you read The songs you sing The pictures that give pleasure To your eyes One for all and all for one Work together Common sons Never need to wonder How or Why We are the priests Of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers Fill the hallowed halls We are the priests Of the Temples of Syrinx All the gifts of life Are held within our walls Look around this world we've made Equality Our Stock in Trade Come and Join the Brotherhood Of Man What a nice contented World Let the Banners be unfurled Hold the Red Star proudly High in Hand (and my favorite line from the priests, when confronted with something new from an average 'Federation' disciple) ..."Forget about your silly whim, it doesn't fit the plan.." .."Don't annoy us further We have our work to do Just think about the average (men) What use have they for you?" (and so on and so forth, worth a listen to the whole album, it is creepily reminiscent of life in the Twelve Tribes!!) | ||
| youknow (216.76.210.84) |
'Last' Lonely and Wretched you're tired and you poor you long to be free but in this godforsaken land you find no home no family on the many roads that you've wandered since the day of your birth you've become one of the last lonely and wretched your hair is mattted your face and hands are dirty and the years that youv'e toiled must number somewhere in thirty the deepening of sadness finally broke into madness you are truly one of the last lonely and wretched for once you were a child your cheeks were red you were well fed you laughed and you played until you got teary ran to your mother when you were weary but somewhere you were forsaken alone i'll not bear the blame and somehow all was taken your mind your body 'your name' forgive us our unkindness our desertion and our blindness forgive us all the last lonely and wretched | ||
| notsoclarityyouknow (216.76.210.84) |
red dead fed led i'm sad real bad turn on the fan man i could love you real deep deep sleep not real in pain i heal can't sleep or love deep it is sin to love sleep. is it glory to hate it? you need deep love deep sleep real feel i know not these and i'm fine with a little wine never settle for second best or you'll never get your rest you are kind of out of your mind love no rest for the wicked means the righteous must be tempted she lies awake at night trying to escape a place that knows no rest where her soul cannot be raped don't touch her there pain hurts hard hard hearts, fear oh dear so clear cold beer big jeer a smear a stain a long cold rain a nice hot pain refrain ordain restrain insane please slay me lay me down to sleep i'm just a little restless sheep | ||
| youknow (209.215.55.70) |
And you can tell everybody!!! This is your song It might be quite simple but now that it's done I hope ya dont mind I hope ya dont mind That I wrote down in words How wonderful life is now your in the world!!! | ||
| ps (209.215.55.70) |
ps can I mention something to you? (sound familure?) there is nothing quite like being raped by religious pride. | ||
| youknow (209.215.55.87) |
And you can tell everybody, "This is your song"! It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope ya dont mind I hope ya dont mind That I wrote down in words How wonderful life is now your in the world! | ||
| Anonymous (209.215.55.60) |
i once trusted you with my life i forgive you you forgive in a way that makes me feel unforgiven and indebted then you tell me to be wrong with you not then not now no way no how i only left a religious lie held fast by a controlling pride You have proven the accusation true with my life i once trusted you | ||
| Douglas (68.192.60.127) |
You lied straight faced while I cried | ||
| Ya know (68.192.60.127) |
yaknow, Some cowards claiming to be in the community have posted anonymously accusing people who leave of loving the world but substitute living in a control cult for your lack of self control but you will not escape. "How wonderful life is now you're in the world" "Youknow", are you one of them or someone having fun making parodies? | ||
| youknow (209.214.14.157) |
Douglas,(2:56 am) Well sung! Ya know,(3:17 am,Doug?) I am neither. If you cannot relate to EJ's song after being in the tt then it is I who should question you with the same rash/harsh, accussations/questions! I can certainly thank the community for curing my hate for the world! I now have more compassion for people and am never again to be weighed down or put down by religion or religious people who believe they know or have the truth. I dont normally come to my own defense but your lack of ability to communicate with grace provoked me to answer. You may want to learn how to phrase your questioning of peoples sincerity with less ungenteel almost sarcasm(this way they will be provoked to search their own heart instead of getting on the defense and feeling threatend the way the tt makes you feel). There are several folks on the d-board that know me and my circumstances/story and I'm sure they will be happy to attest to the fact I am no coward and I dont play games. I mean what I say and I say what I mean and post songs and words that mean something to me or someone else I care for from our life or lack of it in the tt. If you dont like it or if it hits a sore spot you are not ready to deal with, I understand, we are all suffering to know truth, expose lies and be free of the chains that once held us. There is nothing wrong w/wanting vindication/compesation. While we who suffer in sincerity are patiently waiting we find this a nice way to vent, heal and work out our many tangled emotions and devastated lives. sorry for taking slight offense to your slightly callous questions. | ||
| PS (209.214.14.157) |
ps most of us enjoy your post and like the clear things you bring across (it is an obvious gift). add the most important ingredient to your communication and we will all benifit by your passion for the truth! | ||
| Douglas (68.162.25.239) |
I'll accept maybe rash, and harsh. I,m not often concerned with being genteel, but sometimes I am. I am not afraid to speak my mind and I appreciate you letting me know that I didn't get it right. I was not feeling any sarcasm when I wrote it but thinking of someone from the community who had earlier posted about how we love the world and stuff like twikies and MacDonalds etc and how far off they were both about me and about what "the world" is so I responded to that. I figuered there was a good chance that I was off and so I mentioned it without being too analitical because it's easier to just find out (thus my own spiritual laziness/ irresponsability/calousness). I don't know if my rough edges will ever wear off. Sometimes I function from compassion and other times I find my ego speaking (and I'm not sure where the line is or if there is one between speaking egosentrically and Satan). I guess my mind is in a func much of the times and sometimes I break out of it. Did you ever stay awake for two or three nights straight and then try to function? That's how I feel normally when I get enough sleep and worse when I don't. If I have any gift it comes with a terribly frustrating handicap. I am aware of my shortcomings both spiritually and physically. I am missing some of the filters some people have and it exposes (in my opinion) both the good and evil in me. It seems like when I am most aware of the evil in me that I have the most compassion but it is not something I can save myself from by my will. When I see I see (what little I see) and when I am blind it is always good to have someone, like you, reliable who corrects me without wanting to kill me but if you wanted to kill me I couldn't hate you for it. In religious paralance that means I am aware it is because of God's mercy I am not destroyed. | ||
| youknow (209.214.14.110) |
Douglas, I love you because people like you give me hope that there really are people in this world that are honest and trustworthy. All you say is true of me too. In fact it is so precisely accurate that I thought I slept walked and posted myself back! It's amazing how much worth one can recieve from a post from someone you hardly know when it's from a heart that is open and free from all that religious fear. Lots of healing there. "I am aware it is because of God's mercy I am not destroyed" (this was one of the last things i spoke when i left the tt but i also added) "and since there is none here, I must flee for my own conscience sake as outside of His mercy no good end will come of me and mine here" Someone else told them when I left "If you cant save/keep them you wont save anyone" Oh boy I sure can relate to that sleep thing! Peace and Love to you my friend! | ||
| PS (209.214.14.110) |
Do you have an email? | ||
| Douglas (141.153.224.109) |
chasemyra@verizon.net | ||
| anonymous (216.93.149.9) |
Douglas is a liar and misrepresents himself. Here is his post of April 3rd from the Five Years in the Twelve Tribes Cult thread. Douglas (64.12.116.66) Saturday, April 03, 2004 - 09:05 am -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ist Gen Why didn't you do that in your Christian denomination? Why did you jump ship? -------------- Now here is Douglas, a few posts later, posing as a hatefully vicious supposed tribes member or advocate trying to make such people look horrible. Anonymous (64.12.116.66) Monday, April 05, 2004 - 03:15 pm -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well it is because you are all fucking haters. They are trying to do something good in this world and ya put them down. You fabricate lies and cause trouble. You will roast in hell. -------------- notice the identical source number of (64.12.116.66) in both posts. This is not something that Douglas can explain away, no matter how he may try. By trying lamely to explain it away later in the same thread Douglas is only piling lie upon lie. Those who would be inclined to give such a man any credence should take note of what he truly is. What is actually funny is the way Douglas rants and raves about others being liars in some of his earlier posts. Apparently he is projecting his own character onto others. I say this not as a member or even an advocate of the Tribes but as someone who hates the way people like Douglas use the anonymity of the internet as a forum for misrepresentation on boards such as this one. It destroys the possibility of having any integrity in the communication on this board and others like it. | ||
| Douglas (141.153.224.174) |
I do not how this was done but I am calling my server to find out how. | ||
| Douglas (141.153.224.174) |
I ask anyone with any common sence to ask yourself why I would post anonymously 180 degrees different than I always have. I am going to contact factnet for an explanation of how someone was able to post with the same routing number as me. The reason I have a completely different number now is because my computer had 1,100 infected files. I had have someone completely erase my hard drive and reformat it get virus protection and a firewall. Obvious to me, may be not to you, some hacker hates me enough to slander me. Around the time that guy going by the name "Greg" on the "sexual abuse in the Twelve Tribes" and "off topic of sexual abuse" threads stopped posting, Jacob and I started getting a lot of untraceable e mails with cryptic short statements in them which I submitted to my internet providers security dept. My computer was running programs I had no control over. Since then I have had my hard drive erased and started over. I am sincere and I care deeply about truth. Satan is an evil genius and these slanders do not suprise me. Someone is also especially upset with my making waves over the communities teaching on "The Execution of Justice" where Eugene Spriggs (also known as "Yoneq") threatens to cut off a terrified little girls thumb. | ||
| Clarity (209.215.55.110) |
Please see my last post on Five Years in the TTC. | ||
| Clarity (209.215.55.110) |
I could live a faultless life never cheat or steal or lie smile so gladly never think badly I could dedicate my life to you do everything you want me to but without love i am nothing | ||
| clarity (209.215.55.59) |
SOAK UP THE SUN My friend the communist Holds meetings in his RV I can't afford his gas So I'm stuck here watching tv I don't have digital I don't have diddly squat It's not having what you want It's wanting what you've got I'm gonna soak up the sun I'm gonna tell everyone To lighten up (I'm gonna tell 'em that) I've got no one to blame For every time I feel lame I'm looking up I'm gonna soak up the sun I'm gonna soak up the sun I've got a crummy job It don't pay near enough To buy the things it takes To win me some of your love Every time I turn around I'm looking up, you're looking down Maybe something's wrong with you That makes you act the way you do I'm gonna soak up the sun I'm gonna tell everyone To lighten up (I'm gonna tell 'em that) I've got no one to blame For every time I feel lame I'm looking up I'm gonna soak up the sun I'm gonna soak up the sun I'm gonna soak up the sun While it's still free I'm gonna soak up the sun Before it goes out on me Don't have no master suite I'm still the king of me You have a fancy ride, but baby I'm the one who has the key Every time I turn around I'm looking up, you're looking down Maybe something's wrong with you That makes you act the way you do Maybe I am crazy too I'm gonna soak up the sun I'm gonna tell everyone To lighten up (I'm gonna tell 'em that) I've got no one to blame For every time I feel lame I'm looking up I'm gonna soak up the sun I'm gonna soak up the sun I'm gonna soak up the sun Got my 45 on So I can rock on | ||
| CLARITY (209.214.14.136) |
THE FALLEN FLESH OF MAN SO WEAK SO STRONG SO RIGHT SO WRONG THE POWER TO THINK FOR MYSELF IS TO LOOK UP LOOK IN LOOK DEEP LOOK DOWN AND SEE WHAT IS REALLY IN ME SEARCH OUT THAT FOREIGN SEED OF INTEGRITY THAT GUILELESS CREATURE THAT SHOULD HAVE FORMED MY CHARACTER INTO ALL THAT IS GOOD ALL HOPE ALL FAITH ALL LOVE SEARCHING THROUGH MYSELF I AM ENTANGLED IN ALL GUILT AND LACK IN LOOKING DEEP I FIND I ONLY HAVE THE STRENGTH TO LOOK UP AND BELIEVE IN LOVE IN FORGIVENESS ALTHOUGH THE KISSES IN LIFE ARE FEW THOSE DECREPID DAMAGED BEINGS THAT BITE AND DEVOUR IN BETWEEN THEY TEACH MY SOUL TO KISS THE MORE WHEN THEIR TEETH SINK INTO MY CORE MY CORE TRANSENDS ALL BLOODIED FEARS FORGIVING PAIN GUILTLESS TEARS INTEGRITY WILL EMBRACE MY ENEMIES MAKE THEM GREATER FOE OR FRIEND MAKE ME SLAVE OR FREE AGAIN TO LOOK DEEPER IN "MY WORDS FLY UP, MY THOUGHTS REMAIN BELOW, WORDS WITHOUT THOUGHT NEVER TO HEAVEN GO" (CLAUDIUS-HAMLET) | ||
| smoore (67.35.115.76) |
The Spirit Room: All You Wanted I wanted to be like you I wanted everything So I tried to be like you And I got swept away I didn't know that it was so cold And you needed someone to show you the way So I took your hand and we figured out That when the tide comes I'd take you away If you want to I can save you I can take you away from here So lonely inside So busy out there And all you wanted was somebody who cares I'm sinking slowly So hurry hold me Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on Please can you tell me So I can finally see Where you go when you're gone If you want to I can save you I can take you away from here So lonely inside So busy out there And all you wanted was somebody who cares All you wanted was somebody who cares If you need me you know I'll be there Oh, yeah If you want to I can save you I can take you away from here So lonely inside So busy out there And all you wanted was somebody who cares Please can you tell me So I can finally see Where you go when you're gone. | ||
| stacey moore (67.35.115.76) |
Grace She takes the blame She covers the shame Removes the stain It could be her name Grace It's a name for a girl It's also a thought that Changed the world And when she walks on the street You can hear the strings Grace finds goodness In everything Grace She's got the walk Not on a ramp or on chalk She's got the time to talk She travels outside Of karma, karma She travels outside Of karma When she goes to work You can hear the strings Grace finds beauty In everything Grace She carries a world on her hips No champagne flute for her lips No twirls or skips Between her fingertips She carries a pearl In perfect condition What once was hurt What once was friction What left a mark No longer stings Because grace makes beauty Out of ugly things Grace finds beauty In everything Grace finds goodness In everything | ||
| Anonymous (66.65.237.114) |
Some misc. zeppelin lyrics: So I'm packing my bags for the misty mountains, over the hills where the spirits lie. there's a lady who's sure that all glitters is gold, and she's buying a stairway to heaven... Many dreams come true and some have silver linings, I live for my dreams and a pocket full of gold. Doesn't the dark of night sing to the morning light to bring the balance back | ||
| JustAWalkingContradiction (68.105.82.211) |
You and I got something But it's all and then it's nothing to me And I got my defenses When it comes to your intentions for me And we wake up in the breakdown Of the things we never thought we could be I'm not the one who broke you I'm not the one you should fear We got to move you darling I thought I lost you somewhere But you were never really ever there at all And I want to get free, talk to me I can feel you fallin' And I wanted to be, all you need Somehow here is gone I have no solution To the sound of this pollution in me And I was not the answer So forget you ever thought it was me I'm not the one who broke you I'm not the one you should fear What do you got to move you darling I thought I lost you somewhere But you were never really ever there at all And I want to get free, talk to me I can feel you fallin' And I wanted to be, all you need Somehow here is gone And I don't need the fallout Of all the past that's in between us And I'm not holding on And all your lies weren't enough to keep me here And I want to get free, talk to me I can feel you fallin' And I wanted to be, all you need Somehow here is gone And I want to get free, talk to me I can feel you fallin' I know it's out there, I know it's out there And I can feel you fallin' I know it's out there, I know it's out there Somehow here is gone, yeah I know it's out there, I know it's out there Somehow here is gone, yeah... -The Goo Goo Dolls; "Here is Gone" | ||
| smoore (67.35.115.76) |
wow, great tune! | ||
| stacey moore (67.35.115.76) |
Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Caribou I can't light no more of your darkness All my pictures seem to fade to black and white I'm growing tired and time stands still before me Frozen here on the ladder of my life Too late to save myself from falling I took a chance and changed your way of life But you misread my meaning when I met you Closed the door and left me blinded by the light Don't let the sun go down on me Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me I can't find, oh the right romantic line But see me once and see the way I feel Don't discard me just because you think I mean you harm But these cuts I have they need love to help them heal | ||
| Douglas (68.162.27.190) |
Sweet | ||
| Anonymous (205.245.23.47) |
• BLACKED EYED PEAS Where is the love? (substitute the word "world" for "TT" in this song) What's wrong with the world, mama People livin' like they ain't got no mamas I think the whole world addicted to the drama Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma ......... But if you only have love for your own race Then you only leave space to discriminate And to discriminate only generates hate And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah Badness is what you demonstrate And that's exactly how a n**** works and operates N**, you gotta have love just to set it straight Take control of your mind and meditate Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all..... People killin', people dyin' Children hurt and you hear them cryin' Can you practice what you preach And would you turn the other cheek Father, Father, Father help us Send us some guidance from above 'Cause people got me, got me questionin' Where is the love? ....... It just ain't the same, always unchanged ...... If love and peace is so strong Why are there pieces of love that don't belong ...... With the ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin' in Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug If you never know truth then you never know love Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know) ...... People killin', people dyin' Children hurt and you hear them cryin' Can you practice what you preach And would you turn the other cheek Father, Father, Father help us Send us some guidance from above 'Cause people got me, got me questionin' Where is the love (Love) ... whatever happened to the values of humanity Whatever happened to the fairness in equality Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under Gotta keep my faith alive to lovers bound People killin', people dyin' Children hurt and you hear them cryin' Can you practice what you preach And would you turn the other cheek Father, Father, Father help us Send us some guidance from above 'Cause people got me, got me questionin' Where is the Love ? | ||
| stacey moore (67.35.115.76) |
supremely divine! | ||
| defenderofdoug (24.154.170.213) |
OH I will now respond about the supposed post Doug made and I quote: -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well it is because you are all fucking haters. They are trying to do something good in this world and ya put them down. You fabricate lies and cause trouble. You will roast in hell. -------------- I have to laugh. In my umpteen hours spent in conversation with this incredible man I have yet to hardly ever hear him curse, maybe a damn once or twice----- IF DOUG did say this, then I guess he is just as real as the rest of us huh??? I think it would be funny just because I know it is TOTALLY out of character of him. He doesn't have to claim perfection does he?? Oh and about him being a liar, HA not on my life would I ever say that and I will tell ALL OF YOU he is NOT in anyway a liar. He's about as transparant as anyone I know, not afraid to be himself or be real. He is one of the VERY VERY few people on the face of this earth, other than my spouse, that I can be totally frank with, my failings and all and totally do not feel judged, he only encourages and lifts me up. GET REAL FOLKS, THOSE OF YOU THROWING ACCUSATIONS AT DOUG, YOU TRULY HAVE NO CLUE WHAT YOU ARE SAYING!!!!!!!!!!! | ||
| Anonymous (24.218.211.212) |
Twelve Tribes definitions-accusation: any thing someone else says that perturbs you. | ||
| Robert (64.228.204.247) |
Hey Stacey, That song lyric of grace...who wrote it?? Is it a song?? Is it your own?? Berachot! Robert | ||
| stacey moore (67.35.115.76) |
anon 24.218..., lol, how about this-- tt defintion of hearing you out: "your not recieving me" (getting nauscious) tt definiton of control maintenence: "can i mention something to you" (projectile vomiting) ok i'm over it. robert, so my rabbi is on the song thred,COOL! that is a song and it is (drum roll please) from U-2 (i think the joshua tree album, can't remember) what is berachot? thankyou? hey have you read the two poems i sent to the community? one is about the children/hypocrisy of adults and the other about being a controling deciever of sincere people/sheep? also in case you did not know i used to post as 'clarity, nobeline and youknow' but my husband said it was fine to just be me since that is who i really am anyway,lol! | ||
| Robert (67.68.224.141) |
Thanks, Stacey I like that lyric. Keep moving on sister! Berachot means blessings (which I pray for you). Now, thank you is "toda" (pronounced toe-dah with the accent on the dah) and thank you very much is "toda raba" And now I say "tata" (accent on the last syllable....meaning goodbye for now...lol)(not in Hebrew) Shalom lach! (peace to you!) Robert | ||
| Douglas (138.89.130.119) |
Thank you for the defence. I don't make an issue of curse words and apreciate them when used in context. I don't have much use for them out of context. Too often people curse because they have nothing else but hate. | ||
| smoore (67.35.115.76) |
All I Really Want Do I stress you out My sweater is on backwards and inside out And you say how appropriate I don't want to dissect everything today I don't mean to pick you apart you see But I can't help it There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off Slap me with a splintered ruler And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already If only I could hunt the hunter And all I really want is some patience A way to calm the angry voice And all I really want is deliverance Do I wear you out You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out I'm consumed by the chill of solitary I'm like Estella I like to reel it in and then spit it out I'm frustrated by your apathy And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land If only I could meet the Maker And I am fascinated by the spiritual man I am humbled by his humble nature What I wouldn't give to find a soul mate Someone else to catch this drift And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses Falling all around...all around Why are you so petrified of silence? Here can you handle this? Did you think about your bills, you ex, your deadlines Or when you think you're gonna die Or did you long for the next distraction And all I need now is intellectual intercourse A soul to dig the hole much deeper And I have no concept of time other than it is flying If only I could kill the killer All I really want is some peace man A place to find a common ground And all I really want is a wavelength All I really want is some comfort A way to get my hands untied And all I really want is some justice... | ||
| smoore (67.35.115.76) |
Hand In My Pocket I'm broke but I'm happy I'm poor but I'm kind I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah I'm high but I'm grounded I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving a high five I feel drunk but I'm sober I'm young and I'm underpaid I'm tired but I'm working, yeah I care but I'm restless I'm here but I'm really gone I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be quite alright I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is flicking a cigarette What it all comes down to Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving the peace sign I'm free but I'm focused I'm green but I'm wise I'm hard but I'm friendly baby I'm sad but I'm laughing I'm brave but I'm chicken shit I'm sick but I'm pretty baby What it all boils down to Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is playing the piano What it all comes down to my friends Is that everything's just fine fine fine I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is hailing a taxi cab... | ||
| smoore (67.35.115.76) |
Forgiven You know how us Catholic girls can be We make up for so much time a little too late I never forgot it, confusing as it was No fun with no guilt feelings The sinners, the saviors, the loverless priests I'll see you next Sunday We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did I sang Alleluia in the choir I confessed my darkest deeds to an envious man My brothers they never went blind for what they did But I may as well have In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son I had one more stupid question We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did What I learned I rejected but I believe again I will suffer the consequence of this inquisition If I jump in this fountain, will I be forgiven We all had our reasons to be there We all had a thing or two to learn We all needed something to cling to So we did We all had delusions in our head We all had our minds made up for us We had to believe in something So we did | ||
| smoore (67.35.115.76) |
21 Things I Want in a Lover do you derive joy when someone else succeeds? do you not play dirty when engaged in competition? do you have a big intellectual capacity but know that it alone does not equate wisdom? do you see everything as an illusion? but enjoy it even though you are not of it? are you both masculine and feminine? politically aware? and don't believe in capital punishment? these are 21 things that I want in a lover not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer do you derive joy from diving in and seeing that loving someone can actually feel like freedom? are you funny? à la self-deprecating? like adventure? and have many formed opinions? these are 21 things that I want in a lover not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer I figure I can describe it since I have a choice in the matter these are 21 things I choose to choose in a lover I'm in no hurry I could wait forever I'm in no rush cuz I like being solo there are no worries and certainly no pressure in the meantime I'll live like there's no tomorrow are you uninhibited in bed? more than three times a week? up for being experimental? are you athletic? are you thriving in a job that helps your brother? are you not addicted? ...curious and communicative... | ||
| smoore (67.35.115.76) |
Precious Illusions you'll rescue me right? in the exact same way they never did.. I'll be happy right? when your healing powers kick in you'll complete me right? then my life can finally begin I'll be worthy right? only when you realize the gem I am? but this won't work now the way it once did and I won't keep it up even though I would love to once I know who I'm not then I'll know who I am but I know I won't keep on playing the victim these precious illusions in my head did not let me down when I was defenseless and parting with them is like parting with invisible best friends this ring will me yet as will you knight in shining armor this pill will help me yet as will these boys gone through like water but this won't work as well as the way it once did cuz I want to decide between survival and bliss and though I know who I'm not I still don't know who I am but I know I won't keep on playing the victim these precious illusions in my head did not let me down when I was a kid and parting with them is like parting with a childhood best friend I've spent so long firmly looking outside me I've spent so much time living in survival mode | ||
| smoore (67.35.115.76) |
Utopia we'd gather around all in a room fasten our belts engage in dialogue we'd all slow down rest without guilt not lie without fear disagree sans judgement we would stay and respond and expand and include and allow and forgive and enjoy and evolve and discern and inquire and accept and admit and divulge and open and reach out and speak up This is utopia this is my utopia This is my ideal my end in sight Utopia this is my utopia This is my nirvana My ultimate we'd open our arms we'd all jump in we'd all coast down into safety nets we would share and listen and support and welcome be propelled by passion not invest in outcomes we would breathe and be charmed and amused by difference be gentle and make room for every emotion we'd provide forums we'd all speak out we'd all be heard we'd all feel seen we'd rise post-obstacle more defined more grateful we would heal be humbled and be unstoppable we'd hold close and let go and know when to do which we'd release and disarm and stand up and feel safe this is utopia this is my utopia this is my ideal my end in sight utopia this is my utopia this is my nirvana my ultimate | ||
| jasonEric (24.58.90.106) |
A few songs by a local group called "Donna The Buffalo" have some lines that everytime i here them remind me of the Twelve Tribes and other lines remind me of lessons i learned there. here are some of there lyrics Positive Friction Lyrics By:Jeb Puryear Music By:Jeb Puryea Thereﾒs a family growing Iﾒve seen it with my own two eyes Thereﾒs something that weﾒre all knowing I hope its spreading like a wild fire Back to a place one might call hom Positive friction under the upper crust What does all this Hollywood really have to do with us? True grit, timeless love There's no reason to pretend Lets get together and become natural once again Natural once again We have our own heroes theyﾒre dancing in the living room weﾒre busy, busy counting out from zero not one minute to soon Back to a place one might call home peace, jason | ||
| ully_exderushah (ully_exderushah) New member Username: ully_exderushah Post Number: 1 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 145.254.84.82 |
Carried the Cross ------------------ Carried the cross to the damn light I saw Filled the hole in my life with devotion And naked I stood as I reached for the door Thinking my only friend was the ocean Thinking my only friend was the ocean Call it stupid or not Call it one simple shot That one blink of your eyes could heal me We can't start it all over but we can go on till tomorrow Baby I, I followed your reasons Baby I, I followed your reasons And you said, and you said Wipe all your tears away, you can do Love is no illusion Rest down your worried head, you can do Love is no illusion Who can assert to make no mistakes Who can assert he didn't try to get it, somehow We have to learn to hold ourselves together Thinking what have we done to the future Thinking what have we done to the future And I say and I say Wipe all your tears away, you can do Love is no illusion Rest down your worried head, you can do Love is no illusion (by Katja Maria Werker) | ||
| smoore (smoore) New member Username: smoore Post Number: 1 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 204.145.232.66 |
wow! beautiful! awesome! what does derusha mean? | ||
| ully_exderushah (ully_exderushah) New member Username: ully_exderushah Post Number: 2 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 145.254.87.185 |
Derushah comes from the Hebrew root Darash (Strong's number 01875) and means "Sought Out", "Sought For". It is also one of the names of the New Jerusalem. (Isaiah 62:12 "And they shall call them The Holy People, The Redeemed of the Lord; And you shall be called Sought Out, A City Not Forsaken.") That name was given to me in a Breaking of Bread after I shared about a trip to Israel that I had taken at age 16; Back then I was walking through the streets of Jerusalem, hoping to solve the riddle that religion was to me at the time... thinking that Jerusalem would be the best place to understand what it was all about. But in the end I was so disappointed, I did not find a Saviour, all I found was commerce, shop after shop selling religious merchandise. :-( (And of course I added that I was thankful that I found Yahshua, and grateful to think that one day I might actually live in the New Jerusalem etc...) So Yoneq took over from there, asking everyone to read Isa 62:12 and telling us that in Hebrew it reads "Derushah"... and then he turned to me and told me that I was sought out. At first I didn't even realize what he was getting at, but then he continued to tell me that I was seeking Yahshua that day, and in the same way Yahshua had been seeking me. "He has chosen you", Yoneq said, "he looked for you, handpicked you. Because you are necessary, much needed. You are Sought Out. You are... Derushah." (*sigh*) ... | ||
| ully_exderushah (ully_exderushah) New member Username: ully_exderushah Post Number: 3 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 145.254.87.185 |
oops... got all chatty and sentimental there... *blush* | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Junior Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 29 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.183.33.166 |
Amazing how seductive and romantic the honeymoon can start out.Puts you right on cloud nine, but then you get to really know who your married to... | ||
| pat (pat) New member Username: pat Post Number: 20 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.2.224.242 |
Is the first marriage better than the second? | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Junior Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 31 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.183.33.166 |
I was speaking metaphorically. At the time I am happily divorced from the Tribes, not to say Im not looking... | ||
| wildgrape (wildgrape) New member Username: wildgrape Post Number: 8 Registered: 12-2004 Posted From: 207.68.54.51 |
Dedmansbontupic (Dead mans bone to pick) I came to your meetings to finally find life, Your tongues were like silk, but your hearts were like knives. You said that you loved me while I starved in the streets, You put me on the lists, but your prayers had no feet. Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? Whatever you've done to the least of these you've done to me. Do you know who I am? I AM. I wore the same clothes for a year and a half, I walked by your building but was shamed by your laughs, I rotted in prison and waited to hear, While you stayed at home and you wouldn't face fear. Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? Whatever you've done to the least of these you've done to me. Do you know who I am? I AM. I lamented daily just to find peace, no one invited me into the feast. You say, "Just believe" What? And be like you? Riled by some fleshy man's wrong point of view. Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am? Whatever you've done to the least of these you've done to me. Do you know who I am? I AM. Words and Music Joe Albanese © | ||
| obrotherwherearthou (obrotherwherearthou) Junior Member Username: obrotherwherearthou Post Number: 33 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 206.148.100.3 |
Sometimes this thread has been a hard one for me to follow because people will post a song without explaining what it means to them- help me out here and tell me what some you meant when you posted some of these songs! I've got two songs to share here- This one is a little obscure perhaps to some, but somehow it touched on how I felt about my process of why I went in to the TT, what happenend to my soul there and how I've resolved it now. It gave me courage and acceptance about leaving. It is by Dar Williams and is called Go ahead and push your Luck Go ahead, push your luck Find out how much love the world can hold Once upon a time I had control And reigned my soul in tight Well the whole truth Is like the story of a wave unfurled But I held the evil of the world So I stopped the tide Froze it up from inside And it felt like a winter machine That you go through and then You catch your breath and winter starts again And everyone else is spring bound And when I chose to live There was no joy - it's just a line I crossed It wasn't worth the pain my death would cost So I was not lost or found And if I was to sleep I knew my family had more truth to tell And so I traveled down a whispering well To know myself through them Growing up, my Mom had a room full of books And hid away in there Her father raging down a spiral stair 'Til he found someone Most days his son And sometimes I think My father, too, was a refugee I know they tried to keep their pain from me They could not see what it was for But now I'm sleeping fine Sometimes the truth is like a second chance I am the daughter of a great romance And they are the children of the war Well the sun rose with so many colors It nearly broke my heart And worked me over like a work of art And I was a part of all that So go ahead, push your luck Say what it is you've got to say to me We will push on into that mystery And it'll push right back And there are worse things than that 'Cause for every price And every penance that I could think of It's better to have fallen in love Than never to have fallen at all 'Cause when you live in a world Well it gets in to who you thought you'd be And now I laugh at how the world changed me I think life chose me after all | ||
| obrotherwherearthou (obrotherwherearthou) Junior Member Username: obrotherwherearthou Post Number: 34 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 206.148.100.3 |
Ok- this was one of the first songs I heard on the radio after leaving the tribes. It became for a long time my cry to God (whoever/whatever that may be). I felt I had to turn my soul off in the community because of the utter inability be real there. Then there was the horrifing realization that we were not who we said we were. Not even close. The romance was so sweet in the beginning years, but it costs you more than a marriage to attain, and even more to lose. If you think it's hard to leave an abusive marriage, try leaving the community after many years. You have to leave all you loved and paid dearly for. I literally died inside during the last year before I left - I lost myself, my God, who I had a love relationship with since childhood. It's still not back, perhaps somewhat, but I long for the day when I can be on fire with my Creator again, whoever that may be. Anyhow, I don't usually listen to this group- too Goth for me, I guess. But this song is pretty powerful-what a voice this woman has! by Evanescence Bring Me to Life- How can you see into my eyes like open doors? Leading you down into my core Where Ive become so numb Without a soul (soul) My spirit's sleeping somewhere cold Until you find it there and lead it back home CHORUS Wake me up inside Wake me up inside Call my name and save me from the dark Bid my blood to run Before I come undone Save me from the nothing Ive become Now that I know what Im without You cant just leave me (ooh) Breathe into me and make me real Bring me To life CHORUS Wake me up inside Wake me up inside Call my name and save me from the dark Bid my blood to run Before I come undone Save me from the nothing Ive become (Bring me to life) (Bring me to life) Frozen inside without your touch (ooh) Without your love, darling Only you are the life among the dead Ive been sleeping a thousand years it seems Got to open my eyes to everything (Don't let me die here) Bring me to life CHORUS Wake me up inside Wake me up inside Call my name and save me from the dark Bid my blood to run Before I come undone Save me from the nothing Ive become Bring me to life-Bring me to life Bring me to life | ||
| truth_seeker (truth_seeker) Member Username: truth_seeker Post Number: 89 Registered: 12-2004 Posted From: 12.202.117.114 |
Turn your back on love by Stephen Stills, Graham Nash & Michael Stergis Is this a prison Or do you call it love? You will know for certain some day It'll never be tough enough When love is hidden It is below/above And you know when you run away You turn your back on love Chorus Lonely days and lonely nights Will we ever get it right Don't be blinded by the light Turn your back on love No, no You're dying to prove That you are never wrong You're so right, you'd rather be sad But you won't go along You built a wall didn't ya 'Round what you're thinking of Never mind what anyone says You're turning your back on love Chorus Lonely days and lonely nights Will we ever get it right Don't be blinded by the light Turn turn turn Would you turn your back on love Isn't it my life Tell me what else it is You can do whatever you want If you will take a risk When is it my love How will you handle it To wit: There are two whenever we are If you can hear the kiss If you believe it Love is quite strong enough Be together, honest and free No turning back on love Chorus Lonely days and lonely nights Will we ever get it right Don't be blinded by the light Turn your back on love Turn your back Turn your back on love (Don't turn your back)... (Message edited by truth_seeker on February 28, 2005) | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Intermediate Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 463 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
Perfect! | ||
| obrotherwherearthou (obrotherwherearthou) Junior Member Username: obrotherwherearthou Post Number: 50 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 206.148.101.139 |
Truth seeker- I love CSN&Y! Can you explain why this song reminds you of the TT? (I think I get what you are saying, but don't want to assume anything!) Thanks! obrother | ||
| truth_seeker (truth_seeker) Member Username: truth_seeker Post Number: 91 Registered: 12-2004 Posted From: 12.202.117.114 |
Find the cost of freedom [Stephen Stills] Find the cost of freedom, buried in the ground, Mother Earth will swallow you, Lay your body down. | ||
| obrotherwherearthou (obrotherwherearthou) Member Username: obrotherwherearthou Post Number: 51 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 206.148.101.24 |
Love it!!! How do you think he had this type of revelation? | ||
| truth_seeker (truth_seeker) Member Username: truth_seeker Post Number: 92 Registered: 12-2004 Posted From: 128.163.110.72 |
Ohbrother, I dig your name, it's so appropriate for this forum! It's a good sound track too. Woodstock Words by Joni Mitchell Well I came across a child of God, he was walking along the road and I asked him tell where are you going, this he told me: Well, I’m going down to Yasgur's farm, going to join in a rock and roll band. Got to get back to the land, set my soul free. We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion year old carbon, and we got to get ourselves back to the garden. Well, then can I walk beside you? I have come to lose the smog. And I feel like I'm a cog in something turning. And maybe it's the time of year, yes, and maybe it's the time of man. And I don't know who I am but life is for learning. We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion year old carbon, and we got to get ourselves back to the garden. By the time we got to Woodstock, we were half a million strong, and everywhere there was song and celebration. And I dreamed I saw the bombers jet planes riding shotgun in the sky, turning into butterflies above our nation. We are stardust, we are golden, we caught in the devil’s bargain, and we got to get ourselves back to the garden | ||
| doug (doug) Advanced Member Username: doug Post Number: 605 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 68.162.35.56 |
Sweet song! | ||
| truth_seeker (truth_seeker) Intermediate Member Username: truth_seeker Post Number: 108 Registered: 12-2004 Posted From: 128.163.110.72 |
Psalm 23 A psalm of David. 1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. 2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, 3 he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. 4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. 5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. 6 Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever. | ||
| truth_seeker (truth_seeker) Intermediate Member Username: truth_seeker Post Number: 161 Registered: 12-2004 Posted From: 12.202.117.114 |
CROSBY, STILLS & NASH lyrics - "I Give You Give Blind" Hey, would you dig to be alone? And tell me when will you be back home? And why did you leave me all alone? You blew my mind Fool listen on to yourself You don't know even when you been left Tomorrow maybe you'll see the rest I told you so You gotta believe in something If you don't you will be lost You gotta believe in someone No matter the cost Well, hell if I've been had Then Jesus why's it got to hurt so bad? And when could something come and make me glad To be alive? [Instrumental (Piano and Electric Guitar)] Look, you got a mind of your own So listen when it says you could be wrong The first time is usually when you hear the song That sets you free Too late you realize that burning bridges behind you Every time you lose insisting on something That perhaps cannot be You blow it away You gotta believe in something And give it some time You gotta believe in someone Go over the line So love isn't lost so easy And livin' ain't gonna be so cool and breezy Look in my eyes know that I am speaking freely I give you give blind, I give you give blind I give you give blind, oh yeah, I give you give blind Hey would you dig to be alone? And tell me when will you be back home? And why did you leave me all alone? You blew it away | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Advanced Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 553 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
"Look, you got a mind of your own So listen when it says you could be wrong" Thats what helped me leave... I believe in the truths that Yahshua spoke. But I also believe that people added words to his credit which I dont believe... | ||
| truth_seeker (truth_seeker) Intermediate Member Username: truth_seeker Post Number: 162 Registered: 12-2004 Posted From: 12.202.117.114 |
"You gotta believe in something If you don't you will be lost You gotta believe in someone No matter the cost" "You gotta believe in something And give it some time You gotta believe in someone Go over the line" "I believe in the truths that Yahshua spoke. But I also believe that people added words to his credit which I dont believe..." What truth did Yahshua speak? I believe He is truth. How could any lie be found in Him? So, you think there may be lies about Him in the Bible? What do you think those may be? My experience has been that Yahshua's truth can stand on it's own, as I have said to you before, it is revealed through the heart, not the mind. Why? Because He wanted it that way to shame the wise and proud by making His love attainable to children and the like. This brings Him glory. Do you think it brings Him glory for His children to spend precious time debating human understanding of His will? His will is simple, it is to love and be loved. If I first love Him in response to His love for me, then I know love and I am known. Thus, I want to know and love others. Why is that so hard? Because it requires self denial. That's when I have found that you really do find God's spirit when you loose yourself for the sake of love. That's all for now, hope it's been encouraging! | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Advanced Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 556 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
Every truth he spoke had been spoken before, almost to the letter, by several sages of the past. I have selective hearing when it comes to unfounded, unfactual encouragement. Ive heard it all before. Just tune in to PTL!LOL The same is with you. You dont hear a word Im saying if it goes against your folk religion. | ||
| truth_seeker (truth_seeker) Intermediate Member Username: truth_seeker Post Number: 164 Registered: 12-2004 Posted From: 12.202.117.114 |
"I have selective hearing when it comes to unfounded, unfactual encouragement." True, love isn't a fact. Take it or leave it. Sounds like you'd leave it. | ||
| hellohellohello (hellohellohello) Member Username: hellohellohello Post Number: 68 Registered: 2-2005 Posted From: 168.100.205.113 |
Truth_seeker, "His will is simple, it is to love and be loved." I wish I could find a way to be satisfied with such simplicity. I wish we could just love God above our selves, love our neighbors as ourselves, seek to build a kingdom based on love... is it possible, do you think, to keep the essence of these three in our hearts and let go of all the scriptural nitpicking? Wouldn't that be so nice? But I guess I am what the TT call "too principled"... I get caught up on the fine and not so fine points of scripture... I can't imagine Jesus descending from on high and people like the Twelve Tribes actually defeating the wayward nations (who have presumably given themselves over to the Evil One)... Can you really imagine these fundamentalist hippies (nice as they are) kicking anyone's ass? I mean, I can imagine their love for eachother as a way of conquering the evil tendencies we all have--but physical force is an entirely different matter. What do you think? ******************* By the way, speaking of songs and the TT, one time I was driving home from a weekend visit and I was thinking hard about the life there as it compared to my own... especially of all the people I have met there who are sincerely nice, idealistic, sweet, loving, caring, concerned, protective, just plain good human beings... I felt that I belonged in that environment, that I would thrive there, that I could be who I was intended to be there, that no one would compete with me, no one would shut me out if they new that I just wanted to be useful and good... I was thinking of these things and driving home... and all the songs on the radio seemed to be singing of "home" but when I was thinking of home, I wasn't thinking of the place I was driving to, I was thinking of the place I was leaving. And I balled. The TT make a powerful impression. If I believed in the Bible, I'd be there. | ||
| johncolo_springs (johncolo_springs) Intermediate Member Username: johncolo_springs Post Number: 187 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 68.64.160.93 |
hellohellohello said, "If I believed in the Bible, I'd be there." Hello, why can't you believe in the Bible? Just curious--maybe I/we can help. | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Advanced Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 572 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
Knock it off John, or I'll start to try and talk you into believing in nerchess daftdwights and Zorks. | ||
| hellohellohello (hellohellohello) Member Username: hellohellohello Post Number: 70 Registered: 2-2005 Posted From: 168.100.205.113 |
That's funny, ex_yathed, but don't worry I can think for myself... We could probably go on forever proving and disproving parts of the Bible (which is one of the biggest issues I have with it)--but maybe you or anyone else on factnet will have more familiarity with scripture and will know of a good place to start (you know, something that is convincing not just in and of itself but also for Biblical claims in general) I guess one problem I have with the sayings of Yahshua/Jesus can be found in Matthew 24:34, Mark 13:30, and Luke 21:32 "In truth I tell you, before this generation has passed away, all these things will have taken place." Clearly, Yahshua/Jesus was wrong. Unless you tell me, "Well, all that stuff came to pass in another dimension." I also agree with a lot of the qualms brought up on this Biblical inerrancy website: http://members.aol.com/ckbloomfld/pamphlets.html | ||
| hellohellohello (hellohellohello) Member Username: hellohellohello Post Number: 71 Registered: 2-2005 Posted From: 168.100.205.113 |
Johncolo_springs, I just read your response (on the 'songs that remind me of the TT' page)to the Biblical inerrancy site... I'm glad you're familiar with it. If you'd like to prove everyone of his 'errancies' wrong--by all means! I'd absolutely appreciate your take on his claims. It may even help me (and others on this board) not to be such a skeptic. I hope you'll do it. But what do you think of Matt 24:34 etc.? | ||
| hellohellohello (hellohellohello) Member Username: hellohellohello Post Number: 72 Registered: 2-2005 Posted From: 168.100.205.113 |
Whoops I meant your post on the 'Has anyone read...' page | ||
| truth_seeker (truth_seeker) Intermediate Member Username: truth_seeker Post Number: 166 Registered: 12-2004 Posted From: 128.163.110.72 |
Hello, I cried when I got home too. I cried because I was so touched by the people that I met there that had truly been saved from the destructive direction of their lives. Psst...John posted under "Where is Jesus?" on the topic of your question. | ||
| johncolo_springs (johncolo_springs) Intermediate Member Username: johncolo_springs Post Number: 189 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 68.64.160.93 |
hellohellohello Hi--you had asked me about this verse. I will share with you what Scofield has to say. Then after him is Thayer's definition of the Greek word for "generation". It really sheds light on things I believe. Matt 24:34 34 Verily I say unto you, This generation shall not pass, till all these things be fulfilled. (KJV) Scofield: Mat 24:34 - This generation (Greek, "genea", the primary definition of which is, "race, kind, family, stock, breed"). (So all lexicons.) That the word is used in this sense because none of "these things," that is, the world-wide preaching of the kingdom, the great tribulation, the return of the Lord in visible glory, and the regathering of the elect, occurred at the destruction of Jerusalem by Titus, A.D. 70. The promise is, therefore, that the generation -- nation, or family of Israel -- will be preserved unto "these things"; a promise wonderfully fulfilled to this day. Thayer: G1074 genea Thayer Definition: 1) fathered, birth, nativity 2) that which has been begotten, men of the same stock, a family 2a) the several ranks of natural descent, the successive members of a genealogy 2b) metaphorically a group of men very like each other in endowments, pursuits, character 2b1) especially in a bad sense, a perverse nation 3) the whole multitude of men living at the same time | ||
| johncolo_springs (johncolo_springs) Intermediate Member Username: johncolo_springs Post Number: 190 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 68.64.160.93 |
Please list the top 5 or so of the most baffling and seemingly contradictory verses of Scripture here and I will share many of the "solutions" to them that I had to, myself, admit to when I was trying to make the Atheistic shoe fit. Militant Atheists are among the most Scripturally dishonest people I know of. That's because they have an agenda. | ||
| johncolo_springs (johncolo_springs) Intermediate Member Username: johncolo_springs Post Number: 191 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 68.64.160.93 |
Here is another worthy explaination of Matthew 24:34 http://www.geocities.com/pilgrims492003/Matt24.html | ||
| obrotherwherearthou (obrotherwherearthou) Member Username: obrotherwherearthou Post Number: 84 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 207.69.140.22 |
Hey you all... would it be ok to start a different thread on this so we can keep this threads on-topic? Thanks- | ||
| hellohellohello (hellohellohello) Member Username: hellohellohello Post Number: 75 Registered: 2-2005 Posted From: 168.100.205.113 |
Okay John, here are my first two (besides the "genea" problem we're treating on a different page): #1 Jonah and the whale. Why would God test our faith so? Is there any science to prove that it is possible for a man to survive a 3-day stay in a whale/fish stomach? I've read that a whale's stomach is highly acidic and a fish's stomach would not have enough air... If we use or benefit from science in our everyday lives,why does God throw a wrench into a scientific view of the world? #2 The Book of Daniel The Skeptics Bible http://www.skepticsannotatedbible.com/dan/index.html has this to say... Introduction to the Book of Daniel Although the book of Daniel was supposedly written during the Babylonian Exile by an official of King Nebuchadnezzar, modern scholars date its writing to the second century BCE. The reasons for this include: It is listed in the Writings of the Jewish canon, rather than the Prophets. This indicates that Daniel was written after the collection of prophetic books had been closed (sometime after 300 BCE). Parts of the book (2:4-7:28) were written in Aramaic, which suggests a later date when Aramaic had become the common language. The author of Daniel used Persian and Greek words that would not have been known to residents of Babylon in the 6th century BCE. The book contains numerous historical inaccuracies when dealing with 6th century BCE Babylonian history. Such mistakes would not have been made by an important official in the employ of King Nebuchadneazzar. Daniel is the only book in the Old Testament in which angels are given names (such as Gabriel in 8:16 and 9:21 and Michael in 10:13, 10:21, and 12:1 ). Elsewhere in the Bible, names for angels only appear in the in the Apocrypha and the New Testament. The absence of Daniel's name in the list of Israel's great men in Ecclesiasticus. Nebuchadrezzar is spelled Nebuchadnezzar in Daniel, which is the way the king's name was spelled, under Greek influence, at a later time. In 2:2 the king's wise men are called "Chaldeans". But at the time of Nebuchadrezzar, "Chaldean" would have referred to a nationality. It was only centuries later that this word came to mean sorcerer or astrologer. " | ||
| hellohellohello (hellohellohello) Member Username: hellohellohello Post Number: 76 Registered: 2-2005 Posted From: 168.100.205.113 |
Hey John, Just getting this back at the top of the board. | ||
| johncolo_springs (johncolo_springs) Intermediate Member Username: johncolo_springs Post Number: 199 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 68.64.160.93 |
HelloHello, Can you transfer these questions to the "Biblical Errancy Debate" thread, and I would love to enter into it with you. --John | ||
| smoore (smoore) Junior Member Username: smoore Post Number: 44 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 204.145.232.66 |
(Hank Williams) Acuff Rose Music, Inc. (BMI) Norah Jones - vocals, piano Lee Alexander - bass Adam Levy - electric guitars -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I tried so hard, my dear, to show that you're my every dream Yet you're afraid each thing I do Is just some evil scheme A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart? Another love, before my time, made your heart sad an' blue, and so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do In anger, unkind words are said that make the teardrops start Why can't I free your doubtful mind And melt your cold, cold heart? There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me but now I know your heart is shackled to a memory The more I learn to care for you the more we drift apart Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart? | ||
| smoore (smoore) Junior Member Username: smoore Post Number: 45 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 204.145.232.66 |
Eyes Like Yours (Ojos Así) English Lyrics by: Gloria M. Estefan Music by: Shakira, Pablo Flores and Javier Garza Oh, you know I have seen A sky without sun A man with no nation Saints, captive in chains A song with no name For lack of imagination Ya he... And I have seen Darker than ebony Ya he... And now it seems, that I Without your eyes could never be My one desire, all I aspire Is in your eyes forever to live Traveled all over; the seven oceans There is nothing that I wouldn't give Came from Bahrein, got to Beruit Looking for someone comparing to you Tearing down windows and doors And I could not find eyes like yours Came from Bahrein, got to Beruit Looking for someone comparing to you Tearing down windows and doors And I could not find eyes like yours Oh, I have just seen A woman of means In rags and begging some for pleasure Crossed a river of salt Just after I rode A ship that's sunk in the desert Ya he... And I have seen Darker than ebony Ya he... And now it seems, that I Without your eyes could never be My one desire, all I aspire Is in your eyes forever to live Traveled all over; the seven oceans There is nothing that I wouldn't give Came from Bahrein, got to Beruit Looking for someone comparing to you Tearing down windows and doors And I could not find eyes like yours Came from Bahrein, got to Beruit Looking for someone comparing to you Tearing down windows and doors And I could not find eyes like yours | ||
| smoore (smoore) Junior Member Username: smoore Post Number: 46 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 204.145.232.66 |
Underneath Your Clothes Words by: Shakira Music by: Shakira and Lester Mendez You're a song Written by the hands of god Don't get me wrong cause This might sound to you a bit odd But you own the place Where all my thoughts go hiding And right under your clothes Is where I find them Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey Because of you I forgot the smart ways to lie Because of you I'm running out of reasons to cry When the friends are gone When the party's over We will still belong to each other Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey I love you more than all that's on the planet Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing You know it's true Oh baby it's so funny You almost don't believe it As every voice is hanging from the silence Lamps are hanging from the celing Like a lady to her good manners I'm tied up to this feeling Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey | ||
| smoore (smoore) Junior Member Username: smoore Post Number: 47 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 204.145.232.66 |
Objection (Tango) Words and Music by: Shakira THIS IS AMAZING... It's not her fault that she's so irresistible But all the damage she's caused isn't fixable Every twenty seconds you repeat her name But when it comes to me you don't care If I'm alive or dead So objection I don't wanna be the exception To get a bit of your attention I love you for free and I'm not your mother But you don't even bother Objection I'm tired of this triangle Got dizzy dancing tango I'm falling apart in your hands again No way I've got to get away Next to her cheap silicon I look minimal (LOL) That's why in front of your eyes I'm invisible But you gotta know small things also count You better put your feet on the ground And see what it's about Objection I don't wanna be the exception To get a bit of your attention I love you for free and I'm not your mother But you don't even bother Objection I'm tired of this triangle Got dizzy dancing tango I'm falling apart in your hands again No way I've got to get away I wish there was a chance for you and me I wish you couldn't find a place to be Away from here This is pathetic and sardonic It's sadistic and psychotic Tango is not for three Was never meant to be But you can try it Rehearse it Or train like a horse But don't you count on me Don't you count on me boy Objection I don't wanna be the exception To get a bit of your attention I love you for free and I'm not your mother And you don't even bother Objection I'm tired of this triangle Got dizzy dancing tango I'm falling apart in your hands again No way I've got to get away | ||
| smoore (smoore) Junior Member Username: smoore Post Number: 48 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 204.145.232.66 |
red dead fed led i'm sad real bad turn on the fan man i could love you real deep deep sleep not real in pain i heal can't sleep or love deep it is sin to love sleep. is it glory to hate it? you need deep love deep sleep real feel i know not these and i'm fine with a little wine never settle for second best or you'll never get your rest you are kind of out of your mind love no rest for the wicked means the righteous must be tempted she lies awake at night trying to escape a place that knows no rest where her soul cannot be raped don't touch her there pain hurts hard hard hearts, fear oh dear so clear cold beer big jeer a smear a stain a long cold rain a nice hot pain refrain ordain restrain insane please slay me lay me down to sleep i'm just a little restless sheep (it all is becomming clear now, aka/clarity,youknow,smoore) | ||
| obrotherwherearthou (obrotherwherearthou) Member Username: obrotherwherearthou Post Number: 97 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 207.69.137.29 |
hey stace- help us out here....how do these songs remind you of the TT? | ||
| smoore (smoore) Junior Member Username: smoore Post Number: 49 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 68.187.116.26 |
I FUCKING MARRIED IT. TWICE. | ||
| smoore (smoore) Junior Member Username: smoore Post Number: 50 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 68.187.116.26 |
sorry, but read it with tt eyes... eyes that have seen that and been that. the last one i wrote b4 leaving. the one b4 that is perfect for my sit. right now. the two b4 that are just really great, personally for me. right now. feeling very covetous. and, if you cant figure the first and fourth ones out, kiss my little white ass. xo no apologies | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Advanced Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 721 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
You dont have to be alone on this one... Email me!!! | ||
| tpfkasof (tpfkasof) Intermediate Member Username: tpfkasof Post Number: 277 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 65.188.249.228 |
(~with apologies to Ogden Nash~): I never hope to see one; But I will tell you here and now I'd rather see than be one! Stacey, your "LWA" should remain chaste. I think we'll all figure it out, and I get the definite impression there won't be a third time, eh? Shalom onya!  | ||
| smoore (smoore) Member Username: smoore Post Number: 51 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 67.138.39.197 |
exy, gotcha! ttyl... tpf, you are soooooooooo right! and ogden would be honored, i'm sure. obo, your so great, i know your intentions were well meaning, i just forgot the 4 agreements for a week or so, please forgive my crass, rude and crude words? i'm still mad as hell, 90%water and writing good intentions all over my body, but what the bleep do i know;? everyone, please forgive my rapid manic behavior/esp.language, self-control is quite fleeting of late... | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Advanced Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 765 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
My God... People what have you done locked him in his golden cage. Made him bend to your religion Him resurrected from the grave. He is the God of nothing if that's all that you can see. You are the God of everything He's a part of you and me. So lean upon him gently and don't call on Him to save you from your social graces and the sins you wash to waive. The bloody Church of England in chains of history requests' your earthly presence at the vicarage for tea. And the graven image you-know-who he's got him fixed with his plastic crucifix confuses me as in who and where and why as to how he gets his kicks. Confessing to endless sin the endless whining sounds. You'll be praying till next Thursday to all the God that you can count. Jethro Tull | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Advanced Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 983 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
JETHRO TULL LYRICS "When Jesus Came To Play" I was in my watering-hole with some ugly friends of mine when he door came off its hinges like a cork from fizzy wine. He said, ``My name is Jesus: I'm the leader of the band. Got to set up my equipment, if you boys can lend a hand.'' Oh yeah. When Jesus came to play. He set that bandstand jumping. Yeah, and he cranked it up so loud. And he moved up to the microphone: had the attention of the crowd. He said, ``My name is Jesus: going to turn your head around. I'm going to make this easy. Got no time to mess around.'' Oh yeah. When Jesus came to play. ``I got no twelve disciples, and I got no cross to bear. If you thought they had me crucified, I guess you weren't there.'' Oh yeah. When Jesus came to play. When Jesus came... He sang about three or four numbers, but we'd heard it all before. We boys were getting restless: no girls were moving on the floor. Those parables, they were merciless and the tables overturned. And there were no minor miracles but false prophets they were burned. Well, maybe he was Jesus; but his hair could have used a comb. Long before he hit the last notes, we boys had all gone home. Oh yeah. When Jesus came to play. Oh Jesus, is it really you? | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Senior Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 1160 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
Excerpt from "Suppers Ready" Genesis "Fox Trot" album w Peter Gabriel If you go down to Willow Farm, to look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies like the focks on the rocks, and the musical box. Oh, there's Mum & Dad, and good and bad, and everyone's happy to be here. There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag, he used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag. The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an egg, and the egg was a bird. Hadn't you heard? Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese, and wonderfully clean in the morning. We've got everything, we're growing everything, We've got some in We've got some out We've got some wild things floating about. Everyone, we're changing everyone, you name them all, We've had them here, And the real stars are still to appear. ALL CHANGE! Feel your body melt; Mum to mud to mad to dad Dad diddley office, Dad diddley office, You're all full of ball. Dad to dam to dum to mum Mum diddley washing, Mum diddley washing, You're all full of ball. Let me hear you lies, we're living this up to the eyes. Ooee-ooee-ooee-oowaa Momma I want you now. And as you listen to my voice To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause. You've been here all the time, Like it or not, like what you got, You're under the soil, Yes, deep in the soil. So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang and all of us fit in our places. vi. APOCALYPSE IN 9/8 (CO-STARRING THE DELICIOUS TALENTS OF GABBLE RATCHET) With the guards of Magog swarming around, The Pied Piper takes his children underground. The Dragon's coming out of the see, with the shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me. He brings down the fire from the skies, You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes. You'd better not compromise. It won't be easy. 666 is no longer alone, He's getting out the marrow in your back bone, And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll, Gonna blow right down inside your soul. Pythagoras with the looking glass reflects the full moon, In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand new tune. And it's hey babe, with your guardian eyes so blue, Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true, I've been so far from here, Far from your loving arms, Now I'm back again, and abay it's going to work out fine. vii. AS SURE AS EGGS IS EGGS (ACHING MEN'S FEET) Can't you feel our souls ignite Shedding ever changing colours in the darkness of the fading night, Like the river joins the ocean, as the germ in the seed grows We have finally been freed to get back home. There's anm angel standing in the sun, and he's crying with a loud voice, "This is the supper of the mighty one," Lord of Lords, King of Kings Has returned to take his children home, To take them to the new Jerusalem. | ||
| truth_seeker (truth_seeker) New member Username: truth_seeker Post Number: 11 Registered: 9-2005 Posted From: 12.202.117.114 |
Closer To Fine I'm trying to tell you something about my life Maybe give me insight between black and white The best thing you've ever done for me Is to help me take my life less seriously, it's only life after all Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable And lightness has a call that's hard to hear I wrap my fear around me like a blanket I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it, I'm crawling on your shore. I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain There's more than one answer to these questions pointing me in crooked line The less I seek my source for some definitive The closer I am to fine. I went to see the doctor of philosophy With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee He never did marry or see a B-grade movie He graded my performance, he said he could see through me I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, got my paper And I was free. I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain There's more than one answer to these questions pointing me in crooked line The less I seek my source for some definitive The closer I am to fine. I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m. To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend I woke up with a headache like my head against a board Twice as cloudy as I'd been the night before I went in seeking clarity. I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain There's more than one answer to these questions pointing me in crooked line The less I seek my source for some definitive The closer I am to fine. We go to the bible, we go through the workout We read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout There's more than one answer to these questions pointing me in a crooked line The less I seek my source for some definitive The closer I am to fine The closer I am to fine The closer I am to fine | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Senior Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 1481 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
I was taking the bus across the Verazanno Bridge to the Brooklyn VA hospital today and truth seekers posts and this song popped into my head.. If God had a name, what would it be And would you call it to his face If you were faced with him in all his glory What would you ask if you had just one question And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah What if God was one of us Just a slob like one of us Just a stranger on the bus Trying to make his way home If God had a face what would it look like And would you want to see If seeing meant that you would have to believe In things like heaven and in jesus and the saints and all the prophets And yeah yeah god is great yeah yeah god is good yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah What if God was one of us Just a slob like one of us Just a stranger on the bus Trying to make his way home He's trying to make his way home Back up to heaven all alone Nobody calling on the phone Except for the pope maybe in rome And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah What if god was one of us Just a slob like one of us Just a stranger on the bus Trying to make his way home Just trying to make his way home Like a holy rolling stone Back up to heaven all alone Just trying to make his way home Nobody calling on the phone Except for the pope maybe in rome (Message edited by ex_yathed on October 20, 2005) (Message edited by ex_yathed on October 20, 2005) | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Senior Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 1509 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
Supertramp Fools Overture History recalls how great the fall can be While everybody’s sleeping, the boats put out to sea Borne on the wings of time It seemed the answers were so easy to find "too late," the prophets cry The island’s sinking, let’s take to the sky Called the man a fool, striped him of his pride Everyone was laughing up until the day he died And though the wound went deep Still he’s calling us out of our sleep My friends, we’re not alone He waits in silence to lead us all home So tell me that you find it hard to grow Well I know, I know, I know And you tell me that you’ve many seeds to sow Well I know, I know, I know Can you hear what I’m saying Can you see the parts that I’m playing "holy man, rocker man, come on queenie, Joker man, spider man, blue eyed meanie" So you found your solution What will be your last contribution? "live it up, rip it up, why so lazy? Give it out, dish it out, let’s go crazy, Yeah!" | ||
| ex_yathed (ex_yathed) Senior Member Username: ex_yathed Post Number: 1510 Registered: 11-2004 Posted From: 24.168.65.103 |
Supertramp: "Even in the Quietest Moments" Even in the quietest moments I wish I knew what I had to do And even though the sun is shining Well I feel the rain --- here it comes again, dear And even when you showed me My heart was out of tune For there's a shadow of doubt that's not letting me find you too soon The music that you gave me The language of my soul Oh Lord, I want to be with you. Won't you let me come in from the cold? Don't you let the sun fade away Don't you let the sun fade away Don't you let the sun be leaving Won't you come to me soon And even though the stars are listening And the ocean's deep, I just go to sleep And then I create a silent movie You become the star, is that what you are, dear? Your whisper tells a secret Your laughter brings me joy And a wonder of feeling I'm Nature's own little boy But still the tears keep falling They're raining from the sky Well there's a lot of me got to go under before I get high Don't you let the sun disappear Don't you let the sun disappear Don't you let the sun be leaving No, you can't be leaving my life Say that you won't be leaving my life Say that you won't be leaving my life Say won't you please, stay won't you please Say won't you please, stay won't you please Lord, won't you come and get into my life Lord, won't you come and get into my life Say won't you please, stay won't you please Say won't you please, stay won't you please Lord, don't go And even when the song is over Where have I been --- was it just a dream? And though your door is always open Where do I begin --- may I please come in, dear? | ||
| nabashalam Senior Member Username: nabashalam Post Number: 1120 Registered: 1-2006 Posted From: 71.82.220.191 |
Lets focus on our present blessing!!!! Songs of freedom...and if you wish, freedom of the CROSS! | ||
| nabashalam Senior Member Username: nabashalam Post Number: 1767 Registered: 1-2006 Posted From: 24.183.98.4 |
"Who Will Save Your Soul" -Jewel People living their lives for you on TV They say they're better than you and you agree He says "Hold my calls for me I must go" Says "Come here boys, there ain't nothing for free" Another doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill Another cute cheap thrill You know you love him if you put in your will Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save your own? We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them The cops want someone to bust down on Orleans Avenue Another day, another dollar, another war, another tower Went up where the homeless had their homes So we pray to as many different God's as there are flowers But we call religion our friend We're so worried about saving our souls Afraid that God will take His toll That we forget to begin Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save your own? Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill You got social security, but that don't pay your bills There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay So you bargain with the Devil, say you're OK for today, You say that you love them, take their money and run Say it's been swell, sweetheart, but it was just one of those things Those flings, those strings you've got to cut, So get out on the streets, girls, and bust you butts. Who will save you soul when it comes to the flower Who will save you soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save you own? | ||
| nabashalam Senior Member Username: nabashalam Post Number: 1774 Registered: 1-2006 Posted From: 24.241.231.105 |
This song makes me cry... great harmonies... Shine over Babylon -Sheryl Crow I walked the heat of seven hills Endless talk of losing wills Great highways in a constant melt Men and women and children all have overbuilt Buying bread and paying for none Creatures of a waning sun Teacher's hands are overrun Clowns and gypsies have all but gone You make me wanna Shine over Babylon You make me wanna Shine over Babylon Freedoms etched on Sacred pillars Hollow stones of mindless filler Can lead to madman oil drillers Won't be long before we all are killers Little boy lost way up the mountains Cities drowning under boiling fountains I dreamed of chilly, sunlit days I was trembling in a golden haze You make me wanna Shine over Babylon You make me wanna Shine over Babylon Celebrate the golden cow Praise the bloated bank account If there's a god where is he now The precipice is slipping further out Sanskrit message from the mounts Leave your possession, hope abounds There's nothing here for you to cry about We're all just followers from here on out I take the stage, I walk the planks I sing these songs with little thanks I wait for shouts from crazy cranks I stand amidst the brown shirt ranks I found my way to alexandria Where gurus bubble up on gangea Scavengers, they run up and hand ya All the junk that should have damned ya You make me wanna Shine over Babylon You make me wanna Shine over Babylon If everything in life was free You'd float in your own reverie The things that you could never see seal the gap between you and me You make me wanna Shine over Babylon You make me wanna Shine over Babylon |
