Monday, October 14, 2019

Words



for my wordsmith:

"Beauty is what the eyes behold
And you burn brighter than most
I chased you though the midnight streets
To be where I could speak freely

I didn't care what tomorrow held
I felt the world turning only for us
Only bliss now for you and me
Rise up let life's kiss send us reeling

And unlike the times before
From yesterday comes tomorrow

When life comes alive the past moves aside
No regrets and no remorse
Come on 

We have more than everything
More than man or machine
More than luck
More than fiction
Higher than any religion

And unlike the times before
From yesterday comes tomorrow
When life comes alive the past moves aside
No regrets and no remorse

We'll squeeze the blood out of life
And say goodnight to the silver of old
Even when wrong we're right
Far beyond the world of diamonds and gold
I've come to realize
Where happiness lies
I want you to know I know
Come on

And unlike the times before
When life comes alive the past moves aside
No regrets no remorse
Come on




I had thinking about:

"As to his first coming so to his second
all the prophets did and do bear witness."

From Matthew Henry's commentary on Joel two,
referencing 

Revelation 10:7 

"But in the days when the seventh angel is about to sound his trumpet,
the mystery of God will be accomplished, 
just as he announced to his servants the prophets.”


for a few days.
There was a song in my truck I wanted to hear.
CD was scrathched.
Wouldnt play.
I Knew I liked it.

Looked it up, watched video.

From yesterday comes tomorrow indeed.







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