In the sweltering heat, sydney has been threatening to rain for days, but no rain, now all the clouds have disappeared too, leaving only scorching horrible heat and the only thought in my mind is
I wish it would rain down on me now
In the sweltering heat, sydney has been threatening to rain for days, but no rain, now all the clouds have disappeared too, leaving only scorching horrible heat and the only thought in my mind is
I wish it would rain down on me now
Easy listening
A song from a long time ago. Still sounds as good as it did back then!
Epic duo, one of the best, the sun has gone down
I’ve always loved Lady Gaga, now I have one good reason more
Encouragement for a new day. Because sometimes we all need encouragement xx
Back in the days of 1997, I was single and over the Easter weekend had nowhere to go. So I joined a couple of work colleagues, and we headed to the sea for a long weekend. They were both kinda crazy. Myself included. D had a convertible which we jumped into, and he played this song fullblast. It was a weird OTT weekend.
This song takes me right back there. How bizarre!
(Steve Hofmeyer)
The Lord’s my Shepherd
David cried
I’ll desire none
Down in pastures green I lie
Where peaceful waters run
He gives new life within me
He leads me where I want to be
Even though I go
Through valleys of death
I fear no evil ’cause I feel
Thy rod and staff will comfort me
In the presence of my enemies
Prepare a table just for me
Anoint my head with oil
My cup overflows
Love and goodness unfailing
Will always follow me
All the days of my life
Let me live with Thee
The fire once took me far beyond
When black was burning gold
Will I still play the part of men
Or boys who don’t grow old
‘Cause what is known by days to come
Is known by God and not by some
Who fake their hope in man
‘Cause once I bowed and begged my breath
For he who died before his death
And blamed it all on God
God understands
Through love and goodness unfailing
I too can understand
That all the days of my life
Are counted upon His hand
You’re here, though not in person,
still you father, me in thought
But Your hand upon my shoulder
Is a hand that can’t be bought
You’re here, though not in person, but your voice can still be heard
Like David, we’re all forgotten
But remembered in our
Words
I fell asleep last night with something bothering me. It echoed in my dreams. It is still bothering me. And I am grumpy. And a monster. There is nothing for my mood. Except this song. I’ll have a piece of him, yes please, and thank you.