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My Very Questions
04:41
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(Romans 1:20)
I got love. I got peace
I got joy that never ceases
Every molecule in me makes it plain for me to see
I'm a part of the human race and would not be except for grace
I got love. I got peace
I got joy that never ceases
Where did I get this face? Where did I get this mind?
Why am I here at all? What am I here to find?
My very questions are an answer
My very questions are an answer
I got life. I got dreams
I make plans and clever schemes
Every moral sense in me makes it plain for me to see
I answer to a higher call or there's no answer at all
I got life. I got dreams
I make plans and clever schemes
Where are we coming from?
Where are we going to?
Why think the thoughts we think?
Why do the things we do?
My very questions are an answer
My very questions are an answer
In perfect step the planets sashay across the sky
in a cosmic dance orchestrated by the Master's hand
In perfect beat a tiny heart keeps rhythm to it all
And I begin to understand I'm a part of the Master's band
I laugh, I cry. I live, I die
Every breath that I inhale is one more breath I must exhale
Now it may seem so clear to you but I tell you there's a deeper truth
I laugh, I cry. I live, I die
Why do I fight for life? Why do I grieve its loss?
Why is there sacrifice? Why do we count the cost?
My very questions are an answer
My very questions are an answer
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2. |
Everybody's Talking
05:11
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(Job 38:2)
He wonders what it is that turns her on
She wonders what he is turning
He figures he is really just the one
she figures he could use learning
He moves in with the beat that he learned from the video
She moves away to seek advice from a friend on the telephone
And everybody's talking about the way things ought to be
Everybody's talking, but nobody's listening
Everybody wants there own way
And nobody's listening to the One who made the day
He learns he is really someone else
according to the latest research
She learns that maybe she is god herself
according to the latest new church
He moves along with the wave of emotion that is sweeping over
She moves in tune with the past and the moon
and says the world owes her
And everybody's talking about the way things ought to be
Everybody's talking, but nobody's listening
Everybody wants there own way
And nobody's listening to the One who made the day
He says he's free now to express himself
as he's chained to the latest trend
She says she's free to dictate her own health
as she makes a cut that will not mend
He moves in step with the beat of the song of the Pied Piper
She moves so far from her home that none but God can find her
And everybody's talking about the way things ought to be
Everybody's talking, but nobody's listening
Everybody wants there own way
And nobody's listening to the One who made the day
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Passing Strangers
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(Proverbs 22:2)
With a tip of the hat, a shuffle of the feet
you walk on by, on down the street
And I wonder as I watch you as I do every day
What's your story? What would you have to say
if anyone took the time to ask you?
I've heard the stories, can't say if they're true
They color you black, they color you blue
But I wonder as I watch you as you go your way
What's your story? What would you say
if anyone cared to ask you?
I once caught a glimpse of your eyes on mine
We lingered for a moment - seemed an awful long time
And a lifetime of shadows seemed to dance on your face
And I saw for a moment myself in your place
Yes a lifetime of shadows seemed to dance on your face
And I saw for a moment myself in your place
One cold day you never came by
And I wondered if you'd finally died
And I wondered as I missed you if you'd had any friends
or if you'd come to a quiet lonely end
I'd never cared to ask you
I once caught a glimpse of your eyes on mine
We lingered for a moment - seemed an awful long time
And a lifetime of shadows seemed to dance on your face
And I saw for a moment myself in your place
Yes a lifetime of shadows seemed to dance on your face
And I saw for a moment myself in your place
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Love is an Elusive Thing
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(1 Corinthians 13)
Love is an elusive thing
It's wild and unpredictable - try to tame it you might feel its sting
The more you want it, you can't find it
When you find it you can't keep it
And if you try to cage this bird, she won't sing
'cause love is an elusive thing
Love is such an elusive thing
A mystery that evades all your probing
You can't buy it, nor collect it
nor demand it, nor expect it
Love will never bend to your whims and kiss your ring
'cause love is an elusive thing
Love is full of blood, sweat and tears
But it'll stick with you all throughout the years
Love's sweet joy will always stay
if you're sure to always give it away
'cause love is an elusive thing
Love is an elusive thing
It follows no agenda; subject to no feelings
You can't bribe it, nor impress it
nor hide it, nor possess it
Love is the servant of all but has only one King
'cause love is an elusive thing
Love is an elusive thing
It's wild and unpredictable - try to tame it you might feel its sting
The more you want it, you can't find it
When you find it you can't keep it
And if you try to cage this bird, she won't sing
'cause love is an elusive thing
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5. |
I
02:40
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(Proverbs 16:2)
I used to be, I used to see, I used to feel
everything revolved around me - or so I thought
I was the man, I had the plan, I did it all
without you - or so I thought
Without you I could only see myself
Without you I could see nobody else
But you laughed and laughed
laughed until you cried
And a flood of tears that drowned and drowned
my pride
I was devout, I had no doubt, I figured out
everything there was to know about you - or so I thought
I was the man, I had the plan,
I did it all for you - or so I thought
Without you I could only see myself
Without you I could see nobody else
But you laughed and laughed
laughed until you died
and your blood ran down and drowned
my pride
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6. |
Old Man Blues
03:50
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(Romans 6:6)
There's this old man who won't quite lay down and die
There's this old man who won't quite lay down and die
I buried him some time ago, but he keeps coming back to life
When I'm in conversation that old man keeps buttin' in
When I'm in conversation that old man keeps buttin' in
He's the death of my relationships, but I will not let him win
There's this old man who won't quite lay down and die
There's this old man who won't quite lay down and die
I buried him some time ago, now you may think that's just a lie
Well I took the old man down into the river and there I let him go
I took the old man down into the river and there I let him go
I held on to the Rock of Ages and let the old man go
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7. |
Monster
04:18
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(Genesis 4:7)
There's a monster in the bedroom just underneath the bed
He's crawling out to get me as soon as the lights go out
There's a monster in the bedroom just underneath the bed
He's crawling out to get me as soon as the lights go out
Hold my hand, hold my hand
Keep me walking in the bright light
Hold my hand, hold my hand
Keep me walking in the straight line
There's a monster in the basement just underneath the stairs
And he's crawling out to get me as soon as I get down
There's a monster in the basement just underneath the stairs
And he's crawling out to get me as soon as I get down
Hold my hand, hold my hand
Keep me walking in the bright light
Hold my hand, hold my hand
Keep me walking in the straight line
There's a monster in my head just underneath my thoughts
He's crawling out to get me as soon as I turn around
There's a monster in my head just underneath my thoughts
He's crawling out to get me as soon as I turn around
Hold my hand, hold my hand
Keep me walking in the bright light
Hold my hand, hold my hand
Keep me walking in the straight line
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8. |
I Have Made up My Mind
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(Romans12:2)
I have made up my mind not to yield one moment
to the subtle persuasions of the snake
I have set my course for the land of promise
One look back may be my final mistake
And I do not walk alone
The Lover of my soul goes with me
with a love that guards so jealously
a heart that has a tendency to wander away
No I do not walk alone
The Comfort of my soul goes with me
My Companion is the very One
Who spoke the earth, the stars, and sun
into empty space
With every secret thought in every secret moment
I either build up my character or tear it down
I am guided by the ancient words
Words that neither change nor fade
Words upon which the universe was made
And I do not walk alone
The Lover of my soul goes with me
with a love that guards so jealously
a heart that has a tendency to wander away
No I do not walk alone
The Comfort of my soul goes with me
My Companion is the very One
Who spoke the earth, the stars, and sun
into empty space
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9. |
Still the Pain
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(James 5:16)
He fuels the fire of his anger with a drink
The only laughter in the house is on the TV
She hides the hurt in a chocolate cream dessert
It's his favorite she knows. It's so easy
But still the pain doesn't go away
But we can hide it till another rainy day
But still the pain doesn't go away
What would happen if we tried to pray?
What would happen if we tried to pray?
His youthful charms fail him now
Nothing that he says relieves the aching
Her dreams of what it should be like
Have all gone down the drain, just like her baking
But still the pain doesn't go away
But we can hide it till another rainy day
But still the pain doesn't go away
What would happen if we tried to pray?
What would happen if we tried to pray?
There was a time when it all seemed so right
A time when they'd talk well into the night
They'd made their plans with promised devotion
But now they're only going through the motions
He stares into the bathroom mirror
the image of his father before him
She quickly hides another tear
but he passes by without noticing
But still the pain doesn't go away
But we can hide it till another rainy day
Still the pain doesn't go away
What would happen if we tried to pray?
What would happen if we tried to pray?
There was a time when it all seemed so right
A time when they'd talk well into the night
They'd made their plans with promised devotion
But now they're only going through the motions
Oh still the pain doesn't go away
But we can hide it till another rainy day
Still the pain doesn't go away
What would happen if we tried to pray?
What would happen if we tried to pray?
What would happen if we tried to pray?
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10. |
Simple Pleasures
04:19
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Drowsy rain-gray streets of autumn
drag my weary steps to you
Boulevards of passing sameness
Passing strangers, nothing new
Balalaikas playing brightly
through smokey cafe doorway there
lifts my step for just a moment
Just a moment, I'll be near
Simple pleasures for my lovely
All we have is what we hold
Simple pleasures in a country
where we do just what we're told
Simple people such as we
taste the dust and feel the cold
Simple people such as we
all we hope is to grow old
God have mercy. God is able
to put flowers on our table
Factory-blackened hands hold on to
precious parcel worth my wage
bought outside the railway station
from babushka twice my age
Up the gray-stone darkened stairway
hear my steps, my heart beat too
Ah, my lovely, chase the gloom
I've bought a rainbow just for you
Simple pleasures for my lovely
All we have is what we hold
Simple pleasures in a country
where we do just what we're told
Simple people such as we
taste the dust and feel the cold
Simple people such as we
all we hope is to grow old
God have mercy. God is able
to put flowers on our table
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This is My Daughter
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I steal quietly into her room
and gaze lovingly at my sleeping beauty
as her tiny form curls up in the corner of her crib
and I am moved by a strong sense of duty
to get down on my knees and pray
Please Jesus, teach me how to love her
to be her friend, her teacher, her protector, her Daddy
In this motionless moment perfect peace is nearly mine
as I sing softly with affection to my daughter
But the moment is soon lost as I ponder on her future
and the burdens that lay heavy on the heart of a father
I get down on my knees and pray
Please Jesus, please reach her and love her
Be her friend, her teacher, her protector, her everything
And I know these days will pass by in no time at all
Soon I'll be an old man and she'll be a lady
And all of our hopes and prayers for our child
we invest into the hands of God while she's just a baby
And I imagine everyone who will come across her way
And I imagine as I face them, what I'd say
This is my daughter; treat her with dignity
She's my treasure, my princess. Treat her like royalty
I get down on my knees and pray
Please Jesus, teach me how to love her
to be her friend, her teacher, her protector, her Daddy
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She's a Lovely Dancer
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She twirls around
And as she passes by she smiles and laughs
then tumbles to the ground
The music plays
and you can see that she's a princess in a palace
in a country far away
She's a lovely dancer with a story to tell
It's in her eyes, her hands, her feet, her smile
Oh she tells it very well
She's a lovely dancer, and she's my girl
She'll dance for those
who really take the time to watch and marvel
as the story unfolds
The music plays
and you can see that she's a princess in a palace
in a country far away
She's a lovely dancer with a story to tell
It's in her eyes, her hands, her feet, her smile
Oh she tells it very well
She's a lovely dancer, and she's my girl
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Papa's Got a New Heart
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I heard the news just the other day
Papa got a new heart , the old has passed away
Mama could scarcely contain her joy
when the sad old man became a happy boy
She said, "Son, this is why I pray"
Well I watched him close to see if I could see
what in the world was causing all this glee
The first thing I noticed was a change in the face
That crusty old mug was showing flickers of grace
I said, "Papa, what does this mean?"
He said, "It took the Lord some sixty years
to knock me down and unplug my ears
But I finally heard the sweetest song
He'd been trying to sing me all along"
He said, "Son, can't you hear those angels sing?"
Well it seems to me a new era has arrived
Papa was a dead man, now he is alive
The bitter night that held him sway
has been eclipsed by the Sunny Day
And now he's singing all the time
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14. |
So Many Things to Ask
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(Matthew 18:3)
I've so many things to ask
I don't know where to start
And if the answers are so clear
will it change my heart?
And I know you are not obliged to tell me anything
And yet it seems your desire is that we would know our King
If indeed you made the world
why do we not believe it?
And if indeed you give us life
why do we not receive it?
We tend to take this life you give and make it something less
And when we tread where beauty lay we leave an ugly mess
If indeed you hold the wind
and rock the sea
can I hold you in my heart?
Or will you hold me?
And is it true all my vain attempts to climb to holy ground
will leave me destitute until in you my life is found?
If indeed you hold the wind
and rock the sea
can I hold you in my heart?
Will you hold me?
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Dale Lund Vancouver, British Columbia
I was born into a creative family, where jam sessions and art days were part of the fabric of our growing up. Faith in our one true Creator is the weave that held it all together. I've been writing songs since my teens. I like to tell stories in my songs. In each story is a glimmer of the grace held out to us in all aspects of life. I hope as you listen, you will hear and see it. ... more
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