Finally feeling where I'm meant to be In nashville tennessee I wish I could throw all the memories out Forget about the future we talked about Hate the way you said goodbye And all the tears you made me cry But I guess you led me here tonight I'm leaving you in the rearview Chasing...
/ and i wisH I could run to you / and i hope you know that / every time i don*t, i almoSt do / I almost do // i bet you thiNk i either moved on or hate you / cauSe each Time you rEach out, there*s no reply / i bet it never, ever occurred to you / thAt i can*t...
And yes, I understand you can get better at anything via persistence, and that hard work trumps innate or “natural” talent any day…. Nevertheless, you could tattoo a description ofmoiself’snatural aptitude for music on the tip of my pinky finger and still have room for the Declaration ...
I wish I could write more about it and share more about it, but barely anything exists online.And I thought of all that again when I listened to Denison Witmer’s new song, “It’s OK to Live a Quiet Life”. The people in Of All People lived lives that were quiet and fine and ...
eagerly waiting for someone to wish them a“Merry Christmas!”so that they can pounce on them insult their faith or file a lawsuit. In other words,there is no “war on Christmas“…. … I and many other atheists enjoy celebrating as much as anyone else does ...
What I’m saying is that this collection of songs absolutely murdered my heart. And I keep coming back for more of its beautiful and devastating atmosphere. Gerry had so much to give, and he gave what we didn’t deserve. I wish I could have even more. ...
exercises and preparing their lessons.because one day when i woke up at midnight,i found my father,a senior chinese teacher,was still busy with his work.i was deeply moved.i wish my father could be healthy and relaxed every minute. Now i’m a senior grade two student,all my classmates ...
Without the Vietnam War, could there have been a Woodstock? Maybe I’m getting a bit carried away with my metaphors, but the point I’m trying to make is that often art is reactionary. What use is rebellion without something to rebel against? And so it came to be that Tres Coronas,...
I wish I could dance. I can’t. I can. not. Really. Everybody tells me it is possible, that even I could learn, but it isn’t. I was raised that dancing was a sin. My parents became Christ-followers through a “holiness” group that put the kibosh on most anything fun as being...
There upon the [C] fireplace Santa Claus will make [Eb] his way So I just want [G] you for [B] my [Em] own More than you could [A] ever [G] know Make my [E] wish come [Am] true For [A] Christmas [G] is you [Em] [Am] [D] Oh, [G] what's th...