Saturday, August 24, 2013

Vanilla Twilight (Owl City)

The stars lean down to kiss you,
And I lie awake and miss you.
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly,
But I'll miss your arms around me.
I'd send a postcard to you, dear;
'Cause I wish you were here.

I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you,
'Cause it takes two to whisper quietly.

The silence isn't so bad,
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad,
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly.

I'll find repose in new ways,
Though I haven't slept in two days,
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone.

But drenched in vanilla twilight,
I'll sit on the front porch all night,
Waist deep in thought because when
I think of you, I don't feel so alone.

I don't feel so alone.
I don't feel so alone.

As many times as I blink,
I'll think of you tonight.

(Tonight, tonight, tonight...)

I'll think of you tonight

When violet eyes get brighter,
And heavy wings grow lighter,
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again.

And I'll forget the world that I knew,
But I swear I won't forget you!
Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past,
I'd whisper in your ear:
"Oh darling, I wish you were here!"

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Day by Day (hymn, written by Caroline Sandell-Berg and Oscar Ahnfelt)

  1. Day by day, and with each passing moment,
    Strength I find to meet my trials here.
    Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,
    I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.

  2. He Whose heart is kind beyond all measure
    Gives unto each day what He deems best.
    Lovingly, its part of pain and pleasure,
    Mingling toil with peace and rest.
  1. Every day, the Lord Himself is near me
    With a special mercy for each hour.
    All my cares He feign would bear and cheer me,
    He Whose Name is Counselor and Pow’r.
  2. The protection of His child and treasure
    Is a charge that on Himself He laid;
    “As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,”
    This the pledge to me He made.

Help me then in every tribulation
So to trust Thy promises, O Lord;
That I lose not faith’s sweet consolation
Offered me within Thy holy Word.

Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,
E’er to take, as from a father’s hand,
One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,
Till I reach the promised land.


Copyright Public Domain

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Meant To Be (Steven Curtis Chapman, for Veggie Tales "It's A Meaningful Life" DVD)

Long before you drew your first breath,
A dream was comin' true.
God wanted to give a gift to the world,
So He wrapped it up in you.

And ev'ry step that you've taken,
Ev'ry move that you make
Is part of His plan.

You were meant to be touching the lives you touch,
And meant to be here making this world so much more than it would be
Without you in it.

You were meant to be bringing the gifts you bring,
Singin' the songs you were given to sing.
You are perfectly, wonderfully, beautifully meant to be.
(Yeah)
You were meant to be.

Long before you took your first fall,
You stumbled to the ground.
God started telling the story of you
To the angels gathered around.

Ev'ry failure and vict'ry,
And ev'rything in between.
It's all in His hand.

You were meant to be touching the lives you touch,
And meant to be here making this world so much more than it would be
Without you in it.

You were meant to be bringing the gifts you bring,
Singin' the songs you were given to sing.
You are perfectly, wonderfully, beautifully meant to be.
(Yeah)
You were meant to be.

You are, you are, you are meant to be.
You are, you are, you are meant to be.

For every breath that you're taking,
And every move that you make;
It's a meaningful life you've been given,
So live it well.

You were meant to be touching the lives you touch,
And meant to be here making this world so much more than it would be
Without you in it.

You were meant to be bringing the gifts you bring,
Singin' the songs you were given to sing.
You are perfectly, wonderfully, beautifully meant to be.
(Yeah)
You were meant to be.

To be.
You were meant to be.

Copyright Steven Curtis Chapman, Veggie Tales, and/or whoever else owns it. I.e., not me, but it's proper owners.

Friday, August 9, 2013

The Call (from The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian)

It started out as a feeling,
Which then grew into a hope;
Which then turned into a quiet thought,
Which then turned into a quiet word.

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til there was a battle cry.
I'll come back when you call me;
No need to say goodbye.

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never been this way before.
All you can do is try to know who your friends are
As you head off to the war.

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light.
You'll come back when it's over;
No need to say goodbye.

You'll come back when it's over;
No need to say goodbye.

Now we're back to the beginning;
It's just a feeling, and no one knows yet.
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget.

Let your mem'ries grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes.
You'll come back when they call you;
No need to say goodbye.

You'll come back when they call you;
No need to say goodbye.



Written and performed by Regina Spektor specifically for the film.

Copyright to all the proper people--Disney, Walden Media, Regina Spektor and her label; any and all who apply.