I was young but I wasn't naive
I watched helpless
As you turned around to leave
And still I have the pain
I have to carry
A past so deep
That even you could not bury if you tried
After all this time
I never thought we'd be here
Never thought we'd be here
When my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more
Than you will ever know
And part of me died
When I let you go
I would fall asleep
Only in hopes of dreaming
That everything
Would be like it was before
But nights like this
It seems are slowly fleeting
They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor
After all this time
I never thought we'd be here
Never thought we'd be here
When my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more
Than you will ever know
And part of me died
When I let you go
After all this why
Would you ever want to leave
Maybe you could not believe it
That my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more
Than you will ever know
And part of me died
When I let you go
That I loved you more
Than you will ever know
And part of me died
When I let you go
11.13.2006
10.25.2006
goodbye, my lover - james blunt
Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.(x2)
I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.
I've watched you sleeping for a while.
I'd be the father of your child.
I'd spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We've had our doubts but now we're fine,
And I love you, I swear that's true.
I cannot live without you.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.(x2)
And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I'm asleep.
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I'm kneeling at your feet.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.(x2)
I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.(x2)
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.(x2)
I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.
I've watched you sleeping for a while.
I'd be the father of your child.
I'd spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We've had our doubts but now we're fine,
And I love you, I swear that's true.
I cannot live without you.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.(x2)
And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I'm asleep.
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I'm kneeling at your feet.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.(x2)
I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.(x2)
5.22.2006
3.20.2006
Y'all come back now, ya hear?
Virginia was the rad-coolest thang ever.
Although, I suppose Virginia is more of a place than a thing.
I wonder if posting pics off of my compy works? Let's learn!
Okay. So I just did. I was trying to upload a pic, but I think I'll leave that for another day cuz I'm currently trying to upload a freak show movie from our road trip back up to Canada, and that's at about 75% completion after only about 15 minutes of uploading, which is pretty darn good for our internet. Now all it has to do is cut out at 98% and say there was an error. That's what happened last time.
*shakes fist*
*Nobody reads this!!!*
Although, I suppose Virginia is more of a place than a thing.
I wonder if posting pics off of my compy works? Let's learn!
Okay. So I just did. I was trying to upload a pic, but I think I'll leave that for another day cuz I'm currently trying to upload a freak show movie from our road trip back up to Canada, and that's at about 75% completion after only about 15 minutes of uploading, which is pretty darn good for our internet. Now all it has to do is cut out at 98% and say there was an error. That's what happened last time.
*shakes fist*
*Nobody reads this!!!*
3.07.2006
Congratulations, Rach & Mike!
Once upon a last night my sister and her husband made a difficult decision and are going to be moving out to yonder St. Kitt's. Heritage should consider itself lucky, taking on such a distinguished personage as Michael. Amazing, the places life takes us to. Not like St. Kitt's is exactly an exotic locale or any such thing, but it's just neat to see life's path unwinding before us. I just wish I could see over the Great Wall of China that's seemingly blocking my road. Or, to be more metaphorical, I wish that the sun would burn off the fog which is making this a rather tedious journey. I don't even know. I'm just rambling now.
I feel like posting more pictures. How about....things like childhood memories of Rachel....
Except, oh, this is annoying. Start from the bottom and work your way up with these pictures, because the order you see them in is the opposite order of how I posted them.
And now I look at this post and see how useless it is. But now that I've gone to all the effort of posting those pics, I'm not deleting them. Too bad for you.
K, switching gears a little bit here. Gears switched - Playmobile and Legos were always a bit part of the Mussche girl childhood. Good, good times....
This man is doing something fiddly, something which Rachel was constantly doing at home. I just don't see how she had the patience for it. Not only would she construct odd, fiddly contraptions, but she would draw these insanely amazing fiddly pictures of like, lions and stuff. Serious skill there.
For Christmas every year, Rachel would always ask, without fail, for "a puppy". Also, pretty much every week on the grocery list, we would invariably find "puppy" smuggled in amongst notes of needs for eggs, milk, tangerines, cheese, etc. We never did get a puppy. Maybe someday Rachel, your dream will be reached and you'll get a puppy. Til then, however, isn't this a nice Labradoodle?
Kiddie pools were a large part of our childhood. We would trek out to Canadian Tire and pick one up. We'd set it up the first bloomin' hot day of summer. We'd take it out of the box and it would reek like fresh plastic and the hose would get set inside and we'd fill the pool up but we couldn't really use it right away as soon as it was full because the water would be so cold.
One time, Rachel and I played circus. I was a seal. She was the RingMaster. Maybe that experience is the reason that I've never been overly fond of the circus.
The End.
wow, I am so useless....
I feel like posting more pictures. How about....things like childhood memories of Rachel....
Except, oh, this is annoying. Start from the bottom and work your way up with these pictures, because the order you see them in is the opposite order of how I posted them.
And now I look at this post and see how useless it is. But now that I've gone to all the effort of posting those pics, I'm not deleting them. Too bad for you.
K, switching gears a little bit here. Gears switched - Playmobile and Legos were always a bit part of the Mussche girl childhood. Good, good times....
This man is doing something fiddly, something which Rachel was constantly doing at home. I just don't see how she had the patience for it. Not only would she construct odd, fiddly contraptions, but she would draw these insanely amazing fiddly pictures of like, lions and stuff. Serious skill there.
For Christmas every year, Rachel would always ask, without fail, for "a puppy". Also, pretty much every week on the grocery list, we would invariably find "puppy" smuggled in amongst notes of needs for eggs, milk, tangerines, cheese, etc. We never did get a puppy. Maybe someday Rachel, your dream will be reached and you'll get a puppy. Til then, however, isn't this a nice Labradoodle?
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Kiddie pools were a large part of our childhood. We would trek out to Canadian Tire and pick one up. We'd set it up the first bloomin' hot day of summer. We'd take it out of the box and it would reek like fresh plastic and the hose would get set inside and we'd fill the pool up but we couldn't really use it right away as soon as it was full because the water would be so cold.
One time, Rachel and I played circus. I was a seal. She was the RingMaster. Maybe that experience is the reason that I've never been overly fond of the circus.
The End.
wow, I am so useless....
3.06.2006
The first search page on Google
K. I'm trying to post pics again. This time, it's for that thing that I stole off of Amanda's site that she stole off of Rachel's site. I'm pretty flipping sure that I won't be able to post these pics, though. And if they don't work, you'll never read this, so why do I even bother typing this much?
Find and post an image from the first Google Image page for each topic:
1: the town you were born in (Hamilton)
2: the town you live in now (Glanbrook - I ACTUALLY KNOW WHERE THIS PICTURE WAS TAKEN!!!. Isn't that weird? So, so weird. I thought it looked familiar, and then I looked again and read the caption and looked a few more times and I was like HEY! That's the back pond! Weird.)
3: your name (Lauren - I'm a Cinderella Woman!)
4: your grandmother's name (Jenny)
5: your favourite food (casserole)
6: your favourite drink (ice tea)
7: your favourite smell (the scent left by the rain)
Well, that was fun. I just had to post everything in backwards mode and with no layout and it worked. I think. At least, I can see the images on my post screen. Can YOU see them? Please, please say yes.
Find and post an image from the first Google Image page for each topic:
1: the town you were born in (Hamilton)
2: the town you live in now (Glanbrook - I ACTUALLY KNOW WHERE THIS PICTURE WAS TAKEN!!!. Isn't that weird? So, so weird. I thought it looked familiar, and then I looked again and read the caption and looked a few more times and I was like HEY! That's the back pond! Weird.)
3: your name (Lauren - I'm a Cinderella Woman!)
4: your grandmother's name (Jenny)
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5: your favourite food (casserole)
6: your favourite drink (ice tea)
7: your favourite smell (the scent left by the rain)
Well, that was fun. I just had to post everything in backwards mode and with no layout and it worked. I think. At least, I can see the images on my post screen. Can YOU see them? Please, please say yes.
2.22.2006
Collide lyrics
It seems that all I do these days is post Skillet lyrics. Well, they rock, so it's allowed.
We have fallen
We have fallen again tonight
Where do we go from here
When they’re tearing down our lives?
When all they want is
When all they want is
For us to live in fear
How long can we hold on?
Can we hold on?
Hold on
There’s something deep inside
That keeps my faith alive
When all you can do
Is hide from the fear
That’s deep inside of you
Something, something, something
Something, something, something
To hold me close when I don’t know
There’s something deep inside
That keeps my faith alive
We are healing
But it’s killing us inside
Can we take a chance?
When faith and fear collide
We can make it
Step out and take it
We can’t live feeling so numb
How long can we hold on?
Can we hold on?
Hold on
There’s something deep inside
That keeps my faith alive
When all you can do
Is hide from the fear
That’s deep inside of you
Something, something, something
Something, something, something
To hold me close when I don’t know
There’s something deep inside
That keeps my faith alive (2x)
We have fallen
We have fallen again tonight
Where do we go from here
When they’re tearing down our lives?
When all they want is
When all they want is
For us to live in fear
How long can we hold on?
Can we hold on?
Hold on
There’s something deep inside
That keeps my faith alive
When all you can do
Is hide from the fear
That’s deep inside of you
Something, something, something
Something, something, something
To hold me close when I don’t know
There’s something deep inside
That keeps my faith alive
We are healing
But it’s killing us inside
Can we take a chance?
When faith and fear collide
We can make it
Step out and take it
We can’t live feeling so numb
How long can we hold on?
Can we hold on?
Hold on
There’s something deep inside
That keeps my faith alive
When all you can do
Is hide from the fear
That’s deep inside of you
Something, something, something
Something, something, something
To hold me close when I don’t know
There’s something deep inside
That keeps my faith alive (2x)
2.07.2006
killing time
For some unknown and puzzling reason, I do not have the capability to post pictures onto this blog. Very, very frustrating, as I've attempted to post pictures from the ATF Skillet concert four or five times now. Silly AOL. I would use stronger language, but I don't plan on it. That doesn't go together, which is okay.
Hawk Nelson is amazing.
Having this blog gets me nowhere at all.
Hawk Nelson is amazing.
Having this blog gets me nowhere at all.
under my skin lyrics
Skillet
Under My Skin
When I feel you close to me
It’s easy to believe
To the depths and back again
To find that I’m still needing
Feel the fear dissipate
When you are everything you are
Feel my soul come awake
You carry me away
When I hurt, when I bleed
You’re holding me
Feel you scratching at the surface
Under my skin
Oh, under my skin
Oh the sweet serenity
I’m beautifully addicted
You are more than I can take
I crave you undiluted
You calm the ache, I come awake
When you are everything you are
Feel the fear dissipate
You carry me away
When I hurt, when I bleed
You’re holding me
Feel you scratching at the surface
Under my skin
Oh, under my skin
Oh, yeah
Could I be lost
Could I disappear
Could I be lost
Would you find me here?
Could I be lost in a secret place?
Could I rest in the shadow of your face
Oh the sweet
(Could I be lost, could I disapper?)
Serenity
(Could I be lost, would you find me here?)
Beautifully
(Could I be lost in a secret place?)
A part of me
(Could I rest in the shadow of your face?)
When I hurt, when I bleed
You’re holding me
Feel you scratching at the surface
Under my skin
Oh, under my skin
*Oh, how I love Skillet's lyrical amazing-ness. Plus, they absolutely ROCK live (quite literally)
I tried to post some pics of the concert and 'meeting the band' but, alas, I failed.
Under My Skin
When I feel you close to me
It’s easy to believe
To the depths and back again
To find that I’m still needing
Feel the fear dissipate
When you are everything you are
Feel my soul come awake
You carry me away
When I hurt, when I bleed
You’re holding me
Feel you scratching at the surface
Under my skin
Oh, under my skin
Oh the sweet serenity
I’m beautifully addicted
You are more than I can take
I crave you undiluted
You calm the ache, I come awake
When you are everything you are
Feel the fear dissipate
You carry me away
When I hurt, when I bleed
You’re holding me
Feel you scratching at the surface
Under my skin
Oh, under my skin
Oh, yeah
Could I be lost
Could I disappear
Could I be lost
Would you find me here?
Could I be lost in a secret place?
Could I rest in the shadow of your face
Oh the sweet
(Could I be lost, could I disapper?)
Serenity
(Could I be lost, would you find me here?)
Beautifully
(Could I be lost in a secret place?)
A part of me
(Could I rest in the shadow of your face?)
When I hurt, when I bleed
You’re holding me
Feel you scratching at the surface
Under my skin
Oh, under my skin
*Oh, how I love Skillet's lyrical amazing-ness. Plus, they absolutely ROCK live (quite literally)
I tried to post some pics of the concert and 'meeting the band' but, alas, I failed.
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