Monday, January 28, 2008


28 January 2008, 10:23 AM
Today's song is 100 Years by Five for Fighting. If you have time, go watch the video on It's such a profoundly hopeful song to me. Guess what? It's never too late.

I find we're not lost,
our passports are not ruined by the ravagings.
There's time to stop and breathe,
to catch the next train together,
to laugh and shout our names
into the wind, race to the top of the hill,
find ourselves a little worse for wear,
but not so much as we had first supposed,
breathing harder, deeper than we thought possible.
I believed the race had found us unprepared.
Now I see the mystery revealed
has stolen stale breath away, replaced
our expiration with this sandalwood incense-
it's not too late to live, to grieve,
to love and leave the past where it lies,
step into this beautiful work of art,
where even the dark is the warm and welcoming
closeness of my breath upon your neck--
your hands find my face in the lightless
moments after midnight,
long before the sun returns.

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George MacDonald

"Home is ever so far away in the palm of your hand, and how to get there it is of no use to tell you. But you will get there; you must get there; you have to get there. Everybody who is not at home, has to go home."

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