tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9680044059869439432024-03-04T22:42:18.974-08:00POST-IT SUBSTITUTEpattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-90021825065448254892012-03-01T14:37:00.001-08:002012-03-01T14:37:18.328-08:00When its all been said and done<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1llIIhBMCjU" width="420"></iframe><br />
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<span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">When it's all been said and done - Robin Mark</span><br />
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<span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">When it's all been said and done</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">There is just one thing that matters</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">Did I do my best to live for truth?</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">Did I live my life for you?</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">When it's all been said and done</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">All my treasures will mean nothing</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">Only what I have done</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">For love's rewards</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">Will stand the test of time</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">Lord, your mercy is so great</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">That you look beyond our weakness</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">That you found purest gold in miry clay</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">Turning sinners into saints</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">I will always sing your praise</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">Here on earth and in heaven after</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">For you've joined me at my true home</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">When it's all been said and done</span><br style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;" /><span style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-left;">You're my life when life is gone.</span>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-6014185566889072302011-05-28T15:50:00.000-07:002011-05-29T16:05:13.795-07:00the long run<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Running - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 36px;">Gil Scott-Heron & Jamie xx</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because I always feel like running</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Not away, because there is no such place</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because, if there was I would have found it by now</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because it's easier to run,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Easier than staying and finding out you're the only one...who didn't run</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because running will be the way your life and mine will be described</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">As in "the long run"</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Or as in having given someone a "run for his money"</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Or as in "running out of time"</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because running makes me look like everyone else, though I hope there will ever be cause for that</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because I will be running in the other direction, not running for cover</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because if I knew where cover was, I would stay there and never have to run for it</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Not running for my life, because I have to be running for something of more value to be running and not in fear</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because the thing I fear cannot be escaped, eluded, avoided, hidden from, protected from, gotten away from,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Not without showing the fear as I see it now</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because closer, clearer, no sir, nearer</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because of you and because of that nice</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">That you quietly, quickly be causing</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">And because you're going to see me run soon and because you're going to know why I'm running then</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">You'll know then</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Because I'm not going to tell you now</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"> </span><br />
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</span>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-73181762079147275082011-04-14T14:39:00.000-07:002011-04-14T14:39:05.930-07:002 songs...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/XAVHeVDML5k?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Times - Tenth Avenue North<br />
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I know I need You<br />
I need to love You<br />
I love to see You, but it's been so long<br />
I long to feel You<br />
I feel this need for You<br />
And I need to hear You, (is that so wrong?)<br />
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Now You pull me near You<br />
When we're close, I fear You<br />
Still I'm afraid to tell You, all that I've done<br />
(Are You done forgiving?)<br />
Oh can You look past my pretending?<br />
Lord, <i>I'm so tired of defending, what I've become</i><br />
<i>What have I become?</i><br />
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I hear You say,<br />
"My love is over. It's underneath.<br />
It's inside. It's in between.<br />
<b>The times you doubt Me, when you can't feel.<br />
The times that you question, 'Is this for real? '<br />
The times you're broken.<br />
The times that you mend.<br />
The times that you hate Me, and the times that you bend.</b><br />
Well, My love is over, it's underneath.<br />
It's inside, it's in between.<br />
<b>These times you're healing, and when your heart breaks.<br />
The times that you feel like you're falling from grace.<br />
The times you're hurting.<br />
The times that you heal.<br />
The times you go hungry, and are tempted to steal.<br />
The times of confusion, in chaos and pain.</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b>I'm there in your sorrow, under the weight of your shame.<br />
I'm there through your heartache.<br />
I'm there in the storm.</b><br />
<b>My love, I will keep you, by My power alone.</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b>I don't care where you fall, where you have been.<br />
I'll never forsake you, My love never ends.<br />
It never ends."</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">Empty my hands - </span></b></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Tenth Avenue North</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">I’ve got voices in my head<br />
And they are so strong<br />
And I’m getting sick of this<br />
Oh Lord, how long will I be haunted by the fear that I believe?<br />
My hands like locks on cages of these dreams I can’t set free<br />
But if I let these dreams die<br />
If I lay down all my wounded pride<br />
If I let these dreams die<br />
Will I find, that letting go lets me come alive?<br />
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So empty my hands<br />
Fill up my heart<br />
Capture my mind with You<br />
Oh, empty my hands<br />
Fill up my heart<br />
Capture my mind with You<br />
With You<br />
With You, Lord<br />
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‘Cause these voices speak instead<br />
What’s right is wrong<br />
And I’m giving into them<br />
Oh please Lord, how long will I be held captive by the lies that I believe?<br />
My heart’s in constant chaos<br />
And it keeps me so <i>deceived</i><br />
But if I let these dreams die<br />
If I could lay down my dark desire<br />
‘Cause if I let these dreams die<br />
Will I find, You brought me back to life?<br />
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So empty my hands<br />
Fill up my heart<br />
Capture my mind with You<br />
Oh Lord, empty my hands<br />
Fill up my heart<br />
Capture my mind with You<br />
With You<br />
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‘<i>Cause my mind is like a building burning down<br />
I need Your grace to keep me<br />
Well keep me from the ground<br />
My heart is just a prisoner of war<br />
A slave to what it wants and to what I’m fighting for</i><br />
So won’t You…<br />
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So empty my hands<br />
Fill up my heart<br />
Capture my mind with You<br />
Oh, empty my hands<br />
Fill up my heart<br />
Capture my mind with You<br />
With You<br />
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multa zapada, apoi petice. noroi. il vezi. dar nu-l atingi. din nou zapada. frig, dar cald. cald, dar frig.<br />
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vis sau film sau amintiri. copaci, doar crengi. puternice, frante.. negre.<br />
e liniste pe note.<br />
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amintirea altcuiva. sau a nimanui. e film. de jur imprejur. sticla nu separa, pentru ca nu exista.<br />
si totusi.. miscarile sunt ale mele. dar nu sunt acolo. trebuie sa fie povestea cuiva. altfel, de ce sunt aici? de ce simt. poate ca traieste altul si asta emotioneaza. ma emotioneaza. asta trebuie sa fie.<br />
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cred ca stiu. <span style="color: black;">(sunt spectator).</span> dar mai bine n-as sti.<br />
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...stiu! ma fac ca nu stiu.<br />
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(select all)pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-5372766373833925032010-10-10T15:12:00.000-07:002010-10-10T15:19:25.261-07:00population: ? (me?)<p><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zoWY1Rlx_Aw?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zoWY1Rlx_Aw?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /></p>My own little world - Mathew West<br /><br />In my own little world it hardly ever rains<br />I’ve never gone hungry, always felt safe<br />I got some money in my pocket, shoes on my feet<br />In my own little world<br />Population: me<br /><br />I try to stay awake during Sunday morning church<br />I throw a twenty in the plate, but I never give ’til it hurts<br />And I turn off the news when I don’t like what I see<br />It’s easy to do when it’s<br />Population: me<br /><br />What if there’s a bigger picture?<br />What if I’m missing out?<br />What if there’s a greater purpose<br />I could be living right now<br />Outside my own little world<br /><br />Stopped at a red light, looked out my window<br />I saw a cardboard sign, said “Help this homeless widow”<br />And just above that sign was the face of a human<br />I thought to myself, “God, what have I been doing?”<br />So I rolled down the window and I looked her in the eye<br />Oh how many times have I just passed her by?<br />I gave her some money then I drove on through<br /> <a style="text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.sweetslyrics.com/Matthew%20West.html"> <span style="font-size: 5px;"></span></a>And my own little world reached<br />Population: two<br /><br />What if there’s a bigger picture?<br />What if I’m missing out?<br />What if there’s a greater purpose<br />That I could be living right now<br />Outside my own little world<br />My own little world<br /><br />Father break my heart for what breaks Yours<br />Give me open hands and open doors<br />Put Your light in my eyes and let me see<br />That my own little world is not about me<br /><br /><br />What if there’s a bigger picture?<br />What if I’m missing out?<br />What if there’s a greater purpose<br />That I could be living right now<br />I don't wanna miss what matters<br />I wanna be reaching out<br />Show me the greater purpose<br />So I can start living right now<br />Outside my own little world<br />My own little world<br />My own little worldpattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-78209600500443578592010-09-30T03:21:00.000-07:002010-09-30T03:26:45.418-07:00mai MarePrintul Caspian, C.S. Lewis<br />Scena cand Lucy se intalneste fata in fata cu Aslan:<br /><br />- Bine ai venit, copila mea, a spus el.<br />- Aslan, a zis Lucy, ai mai crescut.<br />- Asta fiindca ai cresut tu.<br />- Nu ai crescut tu?<br />- Nu, ci in fiecare an, pe masura ce vei creste, vei descoperi ca si eu sunt mai mare.pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-81051909537279255062010-09-25T10:49:00.000-07:002010-09-25T10:53:57.213-07:00Stau din nou - Agape<iframe class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="385" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kNPxhgAR8TU" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br />Stau din nou - Agape<br /><br />Stau din nou gândindu-mă la jerfta Ta<br />Sângele scurs, trupul străpuns<br />În locul meu pedeapsa morţii ai luat<br />Ce dar nemeritat<br />Doamne Tu ne-ai salvat.<br /><br />Refren:<br />Privesc către crucea unde ai suferit<br />Smerit de-ndurarea ce mi-ai oferit<br />Mulţumesc, Isuse, viaţă nouă mi-ai dăruit .<br /><br />Acum eşti înălţat în slavă<br />În faţa Ta toţi se vor pleca<br />Până atunci, uimit fiind de Harul Tău,<br />Inima-mi va cânta<br />Pe veci dragostea Ta .<br /><br />Doamne-Ţi mulţumesc pentru Golgota<br />Viaţa-ţi dăruiesc, e-a Ta.pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-59672986259987718602010-09-22T05:47:00.000-07:002010-09-22T05:49:47.555-07:00Completely Done<iframe class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="385" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cwoqzVXwUjs" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br />Completely Done - Sovereign Grace Music<br /><br /><br />What reason have I to doubt<br />Why would I dwell in fear<br />When all I have known is grace<br />My future in Christ is clear<br /><br />My sins have been paid in full<br />There’s no condemnation here<br />I live in the good of this<br />My Father has brought me near<br />I’m leaving my fears behind me now<br /><br />Chorus<br />The old is gone, the new has come<br />What You complete is completely done<br />We’re heirs with Christ, the victory won<br />What You complete is completely done<br /><br />I don’t know what lies ahead<br />What if I fail again<br />You are my confidence<br />You’ll keep me to the end<br />I’m leaving my fears behind me nowpattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-49518844484471457342010-09-19T05:56:00.000-07:002010-09-30T03:28:39.585-07:00Prayer<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PSGgUNf1OFk?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PSGgUNf1OFk?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Starfield-Falling to my knees!<br /><br />Through the fire and through the fight<br />Through the peril of the night<br />I will trust You for the promise<br />Spoken over me<br /><br />There is nothing left to hide<br />This is my surrendered life<br />I left behind all else<br />To follow only You<br /><br />I'm falling to my knees<br />I'm falling to my knees<br />My faith's becoming sight<br /><br />For Your mercies are made new<br />Here Your joy is shimmering through<br />And I'm living for the promise<br />that my hope is found in You<br />You're my strength my only prayer<br />And all the world could not compare<br />With the wonders of Your great and mighty love<br /><br />I am here to find Your peace<br />I've been looking for relief<br />I have come because<br />There's nothing left that satisfies<br /><br />I'm so taken by Your touch<br />I could never have to much<br />And I won't stop till You<br />take me there to where you arepattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-49752172316474213712010-09-15T00:38:00.000-07:002010-09-19T00:40:28.591-07:00In Christ alone<p><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKq4tJte0lQ?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKq4tJte0lQ?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /></p><p>In Christ alone will I glory<br /> Though I could pride myself in battles won<br /> For I’ve been blessed beyond measure<br /> And by His strength alone I’ll overcome<br /> Oh, I could stop and count successes like diamonds in my hands<br /> But those trophies could not equal to the grace by which I stand</p><p><br /> In Christ alone<br /> I place my trust<br /> And find my glory in the power of the cross<br /> In every victory<br /> Let it be said of me<br /> My source of strength<br /> My source of hope</p> <p>Is Christ alone</p> <p>In Christ alone do I glory<br /> For only by His grace I am redeemed<br /> For only His tender mercy<br /> Could reach beyond my weakness to my need<br /> And now I seek no greater honor in just to know Him more<br /> And to count my gains but losses to the glory of my Lord</p><p><br /> In Christ alone<br /> I place my trust<br /> And find my glory in the power of the cross<br /> In every victory<br /> Let it be said of me<br /> My source of strength<br /> My source of hope</p>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-64270148297192351892010-08-01T07:08:00.000-07:002010-08-01T07:10:49.589-07:00Lover of My SoulJesus, Lover of My Soul by Darlene Zschrech<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r5uLm_XjJJo&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r5uLm_XjJJo&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Jesus, Lover of my soul,<br />Jesus, I will never let you go<br />Youve taken me from the miry clay<br />You've set my feet upon the Rock, and now i know<br /><br />I love you, I need you,<br />Though my world may fall, Ill never let you go<br />My Saviour, my closest friend,<br />I will worship you until the very end<br /><br /><h1 id="watch-headline-title"><span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Jesus Lover of My Soul - Darlene Zschrech"><br /></span></h1><br /><h1 id="watch-headline-title"><span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Jesus Lover of My Soul - Darlene Zschrech"><br /></span></h1>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-60768467387753212312010-06-04T13:37:00.000-07:002010-06-04T13:39:24.438-07:00To know you more - Casting Crowns<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TbvMcb7mOls&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TbvMcb7mOls&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />To know you more - Casting Crowns<br /><br />To know you is never worry for my life, and<br />To know you is to never to give in or compromise<br />To know you is to want to tell the world about you<br />Cause I can't live without you<br /><br />To know you is to hear your voice when you are calling<br />To know you is to catch my brother when he is falling<br />To know you is to feel the pain of the broken hearted<br />Cause they can't live with out you.<br /><br />More than my next breath<br />More than life or death<br />All reaching for, I live my life to know you more<br />I leave it all behind, you are all that satisfies<br />To know you is to want to know you more<br />To know you is to want to know you more<br /><br />To know you is to ache for more than ordinary<br />To know you is to look beyond the temporary<br />To know you is believing that you will be enough<br />Cause there is no life without you<br /><br />More than my next breath<br />More than life or death<br />All reaching for, I live my life to know you more<br />I leave it all behind, you are all that satisfies<br />To know you is to want to know you more<br />To know you is to want to know you more<br /><br />All this life could offer me, could not compare to you<br />Compare to you<br />And I count it all as lost, compared to knowing you<br />Knowing you<br /><br />More than my next breath<br />More than life or death<br />All reaching for, I live my life to know you more<br />I leave it all behind, you are all that satisfies<br />To know you is to want to know you more<br />To know you is to want to know you more<br /><br />Compared to you<br />Compared to you<br />And I count it all as lost, compared to knowing you<br />Knowing you<br />And I count it all as lost, compared to knowing you<br />Knowing youpattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-39902420362188086182010-02-16T03:19:00.000-08:002010-02-16T03:20:53.140-08:00Brooke Fraser - CS Lewis Song<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PycBrNP8dXg&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PycBrNP8dXg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Brooke Fraser - CS Lewis Song<br /><br />If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,<br />I can only conclude that I was not made for here<br />If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,<br />then of course I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared<br /><br /><br />Speak to me in the light of the dawn<br />Mercy comes with the morning<br />I will sigh and with all creation groan as I wait for hope to come for me<br /><br />Am I lost or just less found? On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way?<br />is this a soul that stirs in me, is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?<br />'Cos my comfort would prefer for me to be numb<br />An avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become<br /><br />For we, we are not long here<br />Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it<br />And I, I was made to live, I was made to love, I was made to know you<br />Hope is coming for me<br />Hope, He's comingpattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-71172506603154923852010-01-14T00:03:00.000-08:002010-01-14T14:24:16.009-08:00Memory<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-L6rEm0rnY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-L6rEm0rnY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Memory<br />Turn your face to the moonlight<br />Let your memory lead you<br />Open up, enter in<br />If you find there the meaning of what happiness is<br />Then a new life will begin<br /><br />Memory<br />All alone in the moonlight<br />I can smile at the old days<br />I was beautiful then<br />I remember a time I knew what happiness was<br />Let the memory live again<br /><br />Burnt out ends of smoky days<br />Stale cold smell of morning<br />The streetlamp dies, another night is over<br />Another day is dawning<br /><br />Daylight<br />I must wait for the sunrise<br />I must think of a new life<br />And I musn't give in<br />When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too<br />And a new day will begin<br /><br />Sunlight through the trees in summer<br />Endless masquarading<br />Like a flower as the dawn is breaking<br />The memory is fading<br /><br />Touch me<br />It's so easy to leave me<br />All alone with the memory<br />Of my days in the sun<br />If you touch me<br />You'll understand what happiness is<br />Look, a new day<br />Has begun...pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-28094234301264827072010-01-09T23:48:00.000-08:002010-01-09T15:13:13.166-08:00Sticking with you<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bMd-Moj1dNA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bMd-Moj1dNA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><span>Sticking with you [Addison Road]<br /><br />Come on, it's me you're talking to<br />There's something going on inside of you<br />Don't have to say it<br />But I wish you would<br />Cause it would be much easier<br />You always hide behind yourself<br />You walk a lonely road with no one's help<br />I hate to break the news<br />You're headed for a fall<br /><br />And if I have to jump, then I'll jump<br />And I won't look down<br />You can cry, you can fight<br />You can scream and shout<br />I'll push and pull until your walls come down<br />And you understand I'm gonna be around<br />I'm sticking with you<br />Sticking with you<br /><br />Even if you try and shut me out<br />I'm staying here, 'cause that's what love's about<br />I might let you down, but I won't let you go<br />So lean into me, I want to know<br />Everything about the fear you hold<br />Inside, cause you and I are better than just one<br /><br />That's what it means to love you<br />That's what it means to have your back<br />That's what it means to show you</span>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-55494529020343236862010-01-08T23:59:00.000-08:002010-01-09T15:09:04.889-08:00A glimpse of who You might be<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D8fSjtPLuBQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D8fSjtPLuBQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />What do I know of Holy? [Addison Road]<br /><br />I made You promises a thousand times,<br />I tried to hear from Heaven, but I talked the whole time. <br />I think I made You too small. I never feared You at all. No. <br />If You touched my face, would I know You? <br />Looked into my eyes, could I behold You?<br /><br />What do I know of You, who spoke me into motion?<br />Where have I even stood, but the shore along Your ocean?<br />Are You fire? Are You fury? Are You sacred? Are you beautiful?<br />What do I know? What do I know of Holy?<br /><br />I guess I thought that I had figured You out.<br />I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about<br />How You were might to save. <br />But those were only empty words on a page.<br />Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be. <br />The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees.<br /><br />What do I know of You, who spoke me into motion?<br />Where have I even stood, but the shore along Your ocean?<br />Are You fire? Are You fury? Are You sacred? Are you beautiful?<br />What do I know? What do I know of Holy?<br /><br />What do I know of Holy? What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?<br />And a God who gave life it's name?<br />What do I know of Holy? Of the One who the angels praise?<br />All creation knows Your name, on earth and heaven above, what do I know of this Love?<br /><br />So what do I know of You, who spoke me into motion?<br />Where have I even stood, but the shore along Your ocean?<br />Are You fire? Are You fury? Are You sacred? Are you beautiful?<br />Lord, what do I know? What do I know of Holy? What do I know of Holy? What do I know of Holy?pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-79763204161548196622010-01-04T16:11:00.000-08:002010-01-07T15:07:55.608-08:00My Winter Song<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5gEe-CKH2W0&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5gEe-CKH2W0&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-46666389061956897612010-01-01T07:58:00.000-08:002010-01-01T13:12:38.204-08:00LunaPlina cu - stii cum e un sunet care nu exista inca si e doar in mintea ta - plina cu astfel de unde sonore a caror frecventa le face de neperceput. Plina de ganduri, dar nu ale ei.<br /> Pe langa sclipiciul efemer din jurul ei, statornica, se confunda cu zenitul si-mi trage privirea catre sus. Cred ca si acolo se simte mirosul de chibrit ars.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh, ghem alb de ganduri, am in mana un singur capat, dar nu pot sa trag sa te desiri.</span><br /><br />Am sa astept sa mai faca cateva rotocoale in jurul lumii. Am zis cateva? Asa am zis. Daca tragi din partea cealalta oare se incurca? Ramane de vazut, de aici nu se vede prea bine.pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-13855325216438749322009-12-25T03:09:00.000-08:002010-09-30T03:10:15.332-07:00I celebrate the day...<iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/18_G2bv9DgI" frameborder="0"></iframe>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-73335864304804037612009-12-22T13:55:00.000-08:002009-12-25T02:29:52.469-08:00The stars lean down...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-Q6x4XIe4k&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-Q6x4XIe4k&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-33514186680384189872009-12-07T13:37:00.000-08:002010-09-30T02:57:55.633-07:00AlternosferaMusic from another era...<br /><br />Cocori<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vm_pP82eaUU&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vm_pP82eaUU&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Visatori cu plumb in ochi<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v-QZlkeF7Zs&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v-QZlkeF7Zs&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Nu e nimeni vinovat<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EFhaFlW9n-c&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EFhaFlW9n-c&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Postas<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RcR9LpS276A&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RcR9LpS276A&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-79012343338754350652009-11-02T12:54:00.000-08:002009-11-02T12:57:16.259-08:00The words i will say - Sidewalk Prophets<span style="font-style: italic;">Three in the morning,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> And I'm still awake,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> So I picked up a pen and a page,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> And I started writing,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Just what I'd say....<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dT7UBWbjKjo&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dT7UBWbjKjo&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /></span>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-75221891546846508252009-10-01T14:20:00.000-07:002009-10-01T14:24:34.329-07:00Thou, Oh Lord<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y284YvkYrZo&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y284YvkYrZo&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Thou, Oh Lord<br />Many are they increased that troubled me<br />Many are they that rise up against me<br />Many there be which say of my soul<br />There is no helpe for him in God<br /><br />But thou, oh Lord are a shield for me<br />My glory and the lifter of my head<br />Thou, oh Lord are shield for me<br />My glory and the lifter of my head<br /><br />I cried unto the Lord with my voice<br />And he heard me out of His holy hill<br />I laid me down and slept and awaked<br />For the Lord sustained, for he sustained me<br /><br />Thou, oh Lord are a shield for me<br />My glory and the lifter of my head<br />Thou, oh Lord are shield for me<br />My glory and the lifter of my headpattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-53553903293389530802009-09-24T01:20:00.000-07:002009-09-24T01:24:00.266-07:00Street entertainment in Paris.. chill summer evenings, love it<object width="580" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ymlMagnyN5U&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ymlMagnyN5U&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="580" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d5QXZ5PBpVk&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d5QXZ5PBpVk&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="580" height="360"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpRxJo8PQ2A&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpRxJo8PQ2A&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"></embed></object>pattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968004405986943943.post-62978477439444870852009-08-04T14:23:00.000-07:002010-09-30T03:18:13.462-07:00By Your Side - Tenth Avenue North<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VKeeH4yB0wI?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VKeeH4yB0wI?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />By Your Side - Tenth Avenue North<br /><br />Why are you striving these days<br />Why are you trying to earn grace<br />Why are you crying<br />Let me lift up your face<br />Just don't turn away<br /><br />Why are you looking for love<br />Why are you still searching as if I'm not enough<br />To where will you go child<br />Tell me where will you run<br />To where will you run<br /><br />And I'll be by your side<br />Wherever you fall<br />In the dead of night<br />Whenever you call<br />And please don't fight<br />These hands that are holding you<br />My hands are holding you<br /><br />Look at these hands and my side<br />They swallowed the grave on that night<br />When I drank the world's sin<br />So I could carry you in<br />And give you life<br />I want to give you life<br /><br />Cause I, I love you<br />I want you to know<br />That I, I love you<br />I'll never let you gopattiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03731184803963417210noreply@blogger.com0