Monthly Archives: January 2011

Reach Out

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When everything is war
You’re living in a battle zone
When everything is torn
And the world is cold as stone
Don’t lock all the doors
Close your heart
Shut me out of your life
And throw all the keys

Chorus:
Will you reach out?
Will you reach out for me?
When life holds you down
Like you’re drowning at sea
I’m the hand that you need
Till you land at your own destiny
Reach out for me

When everything is wrong
Distant cries still reach my ears
When ever you’re alone
Doesn’t mean that love’s not here
Unlock all the doors
And decide in your mind
This is not how you want it to be

Chorus
Reach out
Will you reach out for me?
So don’t hide
I’m right here
By your side
Shelter you
From your fears
From your fears
Oh your fears
Oh your fears
I won?t be
Far away
I will pull you in
Out of the rain

Chorus
Reach out
Will you reach out for me?
Reach out for me
I”m the hand that you need
Till you land at your own destiny
Reach out
Reach out for me

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Untuned

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Can I impart what I have not

And wrap a present I’ve not bought?

Or hand a gift to open hands

And teach what I can’t understand?

Can I preach fire and brimstone:

Declare the blood-loss from my wounds,

Of scars my skin has never known,

On things my heart would never choose?

How often do we mimic things-

The truths that we refuse to eat,

And fill ourselves with lighter food,

As though attending Heaven’s feast?

Can I impart what I have not,

and love with love I have not owned?

And minister to broken souls

with prayers that I have feared to groan?

Oh Father! In your mercy deep

Please hear my prayers and pleading.

More than the line: “Protect me”

please be the hand that’s leading

For how can I lay healing hands

On pain I cannot fathom?

And how can I wave high your flag

If untuned to your anthem?

Please, let me dare to feel the light

That I most need and most despise!

To love and be loved in return:

That sun that stings and burns my eyes,

So I impart what Heaven cries

“Love and be loved!” Thus goes the tune.

The Song that will myself consume.