Up

Tired faces don't lie
So take off your mask of disguise
Hemmed in from all sides
You've got nowhere to run or hide

The only escape is
Up, up, up
Come on reach down and pull me
Up, up, up

Courage alone never won a war
Only those with a purpose to fight for
So let's draw up our battle lines
Stand tall and we may just be fine

Don't run, cause you can't hide
It's the temporal bliss from tragedy

Supernatural

To fear flight for the pain of falling
Living merely in the possible
Who have we to blame?
Where do we put our shame?

Open your eyes and see the supernatural
Not for glory, not for fame
But for living life as it can and should be
Limitless boundaries and unending potential

Do we dare try? Do we dare fly?
Break off the chains of illusion and see reality
Cos we're meant to do the impossible
Come on step up step in take the plunge

Not fear but faith
Not fear but faith
In He who is limitless
In Him who holds it all

Don't let go

When I lose sight of what's important and long for the here and now
Dear Lord, hold my hand
Hold my hand

When I am overcome with fear at the sight of things unseen
Dear Lord, hold my hand
Hold my hand

When doubt overcomes faith in the face of mountains
Dear Lord, hold my hand
Hold my hand

When I am full of discontent and in need of quiet
Dear Lord, hold my hand
Hold my hand

When I am in my moment of weakness and in need of strength
Dear Lord, hold my hand
Hold my hand

When I slip and fall down and hurt myself
Dear Lord, hold my hand
Hold my hand

When I turn my back on You and push You away
Dear Lord, hold my hand
Hold my hand

When I say "I trust You" and jump into Your river with faith, anticipation and trembling
Dear Lord, hold my hand
Hold my hand

When everything around is beautiful and is as it should be
And I am happy
Dear Lord, hold my hand
Hold my hand

Don't let me go.

Rain Rain on my face

700am.... the sound of the rain falling on the window panes, dark skies, cool breezes. Perfect.

710am... the alarm rings... ending what could've been the perfect sleep in.

*drags corpse to work*

It's criminal to get up for work on a rainy morning like today.

Stoned

Tossed and turned all night in anticipation of exam results (and other reasons); hardly got a wink of sleep and nursing a cold; trying to work in office.

Ah the bitter pill of failure. Have to start studying again, dammit.

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This week, I've stepped off the proverbial boat into the proverbial sea. Time to swim, baby. Or sink. Woohooooooo!