Archive for August, 2005

American Dream

Tuesday, August 16th, 2005

All work no play may have made Jack a dull boy
But all work no God has left Jack with a lost soul
But he’s moving on full steam
He’s chasing the American dream
And he’s gonna give his family the finer things

Not this time son I’ve no time to waste
Maybe tomorrow we’ll have time to play
And then he slips into his new BMW
And drives farther and farther and farther away

So He works all day and tries to sleep at night
He says things will get better;
Better in time

And he works and he builds with his own two hands
And he pours all he has in a castle made with sand
But the wind and the rain are comin’ crashing in
Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands
His kingdom stands

His American Dream is beginning to seem
More and more like a nightmare
With every passing day
"Daddy, can you come to my game?"
"Oh Baby, please don’t work late."
Another wasted weekend
And they are slipping away

‘Cause he works all day and lies awake at night
He tells them things will get better
It’ll just take a little more time

He used to say, "Whoever dies with the most toys wins"
But if he loses his soul, what has he gained in the end
I’ll take a shack on the rock
Over a castle in the sand
Now he works all day and cries alone at night
It’s not getting any better
Looks like he’s running out of time
‘Cause he worked and he built with his own two hands
And he poured all he had in a castle made with sand
But the wind and the rain are coming crashing in
Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands
His kingdom stands

Who are you listening to?

Sunday, August 14th, 2005

This is your life,
And yet somehow,
They decide,
What you’re about,
You learn your lines,
And take your cues,
But who are you listening to?

You change your clothes,
And how you speak,
You place your hope,
In what they think,
Before you know
There’s no more you,
Who are you listening to-
Have you noticed how much you fear,
All the voices you choose to hear

Who are you listening to?
Who tells you what to do?
Who rules your thoughts at night?
Whose rules define your life?
You know it’s up to you,
So who are you listening to

This is your life,
You have no choice,
You will rely
On someone’s voice,
And it’s all right
To question who,
Who are you listening to?
Do the words that you believe
Set your soul and spirit free

There’s a quiet voice,
Whispering in your heart,
It’s been there all along,
It believes in you,
It will tell the truth,
Can’t you hear it call?

beautiful

Monday, August 8th, 2005

I’ve been waiting For a hero who’s brave and strong- Someone to love me, Someone to tell me I belong, So I pretend I’m satisfied, And I stand watching from the sidelines, Till You pull me into the light And say, "It’s Your turn now, Welcome to your life!" And You call me beautiful, And say You’ve loved me all along, And You’ve always held the keys to unlock my soul. Oh You call me beautiful. There’s a smile on my face, And a brand new light in my eyes, It’s a new day, And I’ve never felt so alive- I feel as if I could conquer anything, Oh thats what Your love has done for me, And now all I want to be, Is everything You want me to be- And You call me beautiful, And say You’ve loved me all along, And You’ve always held the keys To unlock my soul, But I didn’t know- Now I can finally start to live, Take those chances I have missed, Things will be much different, Now that I know You call me beautiful. The story is better than I could dream after all, Now this is reality To know You and to hear You call me beautiful. Call me beautiful- Now I can finally start to live, Take those chances I have missed, Things will be much different, Now that I know- Now that I know You call me beautiful.