"Where the streets are made of gold; in your pressence healed and whole. Let the songs of Heaven rise to You alone."

Sunday, June 13, 2010

sometimes, coldplay takes the words right out of my mouth.

When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse.

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

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