Pray the Lord

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Now I nurse you down to sleep,I pray the Lord to make you keepsleeping for at least an hourbecause I know He has that power.But I may find, that even still,in this He grants you your own will.

Make Up Your Head

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The decisions you have to make today–if you could, what would you payto have someone to make them for you?You can get a maid to make your bed,but they can not make up your head,so that is something you will … Continued

Pain

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I guess the good thing about feeling this way,is that I know how you hurt and so I can relate.But, there’s that good thing, so it’s not the same.For you, there’s no point of pain day after day.

If I Were You

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“If I were you, life would be always be easy,”says the back of our minds to the girl in the shot.And then we go back to living our own lives,surprised and confused on the days that it’s not.

Know

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Thank you for saying that you don’t know.That’s almost all that I needed to know.It’s as important as knowing the answer– you know?

Pleasantly Surprised

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Pleasantly surprised to findthat you turned out to be someonethat I could agree to disagree with,and that we could agree to disagree together.What are the chances thatthe tornado of life that camebetween childhood and nowwould pick us both up and … Continued

Heaven Forbid

Heaven forbid we share and feed.People will think we’re a charity.Heaven forbid that word get out.People will think that’s what we’re about. Heaven forbid we give food away.People might come, and then they might stay.And helping them out would be … Continued

Nice Things

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Would you rather have nice things or good days?Would you rather get along or get a raise?I look around and I’m always amazedhow our lives pass so fast. When they end the stuff stays.

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