Re: And now it's songs...
Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 9:00 am
This...is not my normal happy songs.
I 'spose we had to be srs face sometime.
I'm empty now,
and I feel my heart is broken,
my muted screams unspoken,
there's a hole inside my chest.
What a beautiful pain.
I'll miss you now,
until this world is opened,
and the sundering seas unbroken
they flow gently to the West.
What a beautiful pain.
There's a gaping wound inside my heart.
And love is pouring down my face.
So this lament I wrote for you.
Until we meet again. (what a beautiful pain)
I'm hurting now,
but there's a love beyond life's ending,
through the pain that you have woken,
as you fell into your final rest.
What a beautiful pain.
There's a feeling here,
unlike any I remember,
and I'll choose to hold this ember,
though it burns my hands to ash.
What a beautiful pain.
There's a reason that I choose to hurt,
to quietly forget would be so much worse.
As we walk under the sun, remembering those gone,
this is why I say, what a beautiful pain.
How great is your mercy O Lord.
How great is your mercy O Lord.
I feel you now, and I know that You are with me.
I don't know how, but I know that you weep with me.
So hold them dear, our loved ones that have passed.
Please keep them near, safe within your grasp.
And O Lord please help us bear our pain.
Until we meet again, we suffer such a beautiful pain.
I 'spose we had to be srs face sometime.
I'm empty now,
and I feel my heart is broken,
my muted screams unspoken,
there's a hole inside my chest.
What a beautiful pain.
I'll miss you now,
until this world is opened,
and the sundering seas unbroken
they flow gently to the West.
What a beautiful pain.
There's a gaping wound inside my heart.
And love is pouring down my face.
So this lament I wrote for you.
Until we meet again. (what a beautiful pain)
I'm hurting now,
but there's a love beyond life's ending,
through the pain that you have woken,
as you fell into your final rest.
What a beautiful pain.
There's a feeling here,
unlike any I remember,
and I'll choose to hold this ember,
though it burns my hands to ash.
What a beautiful pain.
There's a reason that I choose to hurt,
to quietly forget would be so much worse.
As we walk under the sun, remembering those gone,
this is why I say, what a beautiful pain.
How great is your mercy O Lord.
How great is your mercy O Lord.
I feel you now, and I know that You are with me.
I don't know how, but I know that you weep with me.
So hold them dear, our loved ones that have passed.
Please keep them near, safe within your grasp.
And O Lord please help us bear our pain.
Until we meet again, we suffer such a beautiful pain.