Jars of Clay - I want to fall in love with you
'Sitting silent wearing sunday best
the sermon echoes through the walls
the great salvation through it calls to the people
who stare into nowhere, can't feel the chains on their souls

He's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens
As close as a heart beat or song on her lips
Someday she'll trust and learn how to see Him
Someday He'll call her and she will come running
She'll fall in his arms, the tears will come down as she prays,

I want to fall in love with you'

GOD IS IN THE HOUSE

We've laid the cables and the wires
We've split the wood and stoked
the fires
We've lit our town so there is no
Place for crime to hide
Our little church is painted white
And in the safety of the night
We all go quiet as a mouse
For the word is out
God is in the house
God is in the house
God is in the house
No cause for worry now
God is in the house

Moral sneaks in the White House
Computer geeks in the school house
Drug freaks in the crack house
We don't have that stuff here
We have a tiny little Force
But we need them of course
For the kittens in the trees
And at night we are on our knees
As quiet as a mouse
For God is in the house
God is in the house
God is in the house
And no one's left in doubt
God is in the house

Homos roaming the streets in packs
Queer bashers with tyre-jacks
Lesbian counter-attacks
That stuff is for the big cities
Our town is very pretty
We have a pretty little square
We have a woman for a mayor
Our policy is firm but fair
Now that God is in the house
God is in the house
God is in the house
Any day now He'll come out
God is in the house

Well-meaning little therapists
Goose-stepping twelve-stepping Tetotalitarianists
The tipsy, the reeling and the drop down pissed
We got no time for that stuff here
Zero crime and no fear
We've bred all our kittens white
So you can see them in the night
And at night we're on our knees
As quiet as a mouse
Since the word got out
From the North down to the South
For no-one's left in doubt
There's no fear about
If we all hold hands and very quietly shout
Hallelujah
God is in the house
God is in the house
Oh I wish He would come out
God is in the house

Well, WOB......that is song is ahhhhh.....well....I wouldn't want my kids goin' around singing out aloud about 'homos, lesbians, queers'............thank God He is in the House.....!

um...I think maybe you missed the point...

Yeah..the song is a bit too much for most kids...but I like the point it makes...

No.....no point missed...but I do like what it means.....just not the very ahhhhhh descriptive wording...

oh...OK...it is rather discriptive...

Sometimes, maybe strong words are needed...Jesus used some very strong words at times...So did Paul. They don't seem as strong to us, today, but at the time, they were.

I guess it just depends...

heh....shoulda seen the ones i DIDNT post

Wow... this topic rocks. I have so many songs with awesome lyrics that i want to share... but alas if i put every song written by Five Iron Frenzy, Skillet, and all my other favorite bands... no one would probably read it all 'cause it would just be too long

its so hard to pick just one...

"Spartan" - Five Iron Frenzy

Billie Holiday on the radio/
my sluggish heart is beating seven beats too slow/
another sad song and another shot of blue/
cold and unconcerned are anything but new/
He said “Love endures all things”/
and it hurts to think He’s right/
If I mark the span of failure/
is his burden just as light?/

chorus
I am, Spartan/
close my heart so tight/
Jesus/
Save me/
from myself tonight/

Limping through the world/
there’s a knowing look or two/
is it just the cripples here/
who understand the truth?/
Why is love so painful/
why do we always lose/
paving pathways for the lost/
the bitter, and recluse?/
He said “Love endures all things”/
and it hurts to think it’s true/
did it nail Him on a cross/
did it crucify Him too?/

bridge
The angels are singing over the plains/
the shepherds are quaking, echoing refrains/
And all of our slogans designed to take away the pain/
meant nothing to the Son of God that night in Bethlehem/

yup... this is where i get my screen name buy the way.

i would post the lyrics to the song i took my name from but it would not go over well

PM them to me sometime, i would like to read them. I like song lyrics... they are my favorite form of poetry.

its by :wumpscut: ... if that means anything to you.

Skillet is great!!

yes skillet is awesome. have you heard their newest cd? that one is my favorite. They came to my town this summer but i missed them because i was gone on vacation! :,( and they are coming again to magic mountain for the hallelujah jubilee but i will miss that to because i have a band preformance that night... :,(

I haven't heard their new cd. Honestly, the only stuff i have heard is off of the internet! But what I have heard, I love.
I hope you get to see them in concert soon.

you should check out the songs from their new cd. it seems like you should be able to find them on the net. they are all good songs but my favorites are "eating me away", and "thirsty". All the songs are really good though

Enveloped in a sentiment,
a sound that rushes over me.
Engage an impulse to pretend
I have a faith as pure.
Not forgetting what it means to dream.
Indulging everything.
Entertaining thoughts that I've the strength
of those I yearn to be.
Cheers and tribute greet the saviours.
Reckless thoughts survive.
Anachronistic and impulsive.

And what will happen?
Will I dream?
I am too scared to close my eyes.
For a second please hold me.
None can change in me these things that I believe.
But I don't know what happens now.
I am too scared to close my eyes.

Set me aflame and cast me free.
Away, you wretched world of tethers.
Through the endless night and day
I have never wanted more.
Always thought that I would stand
before the faceless name of justice.
Like some law unto myself,
like a child of God again.

And if rain brings winds of change
let it rain on us forever.
I have no doubt from what I've seen
that I have never wanted more.
With this line I'll mark the past
as a symbol of beginning.
I have no doubt from what I've seen
that I have never wanted more.

In this picture stands a man,
far away, alone and distant.
Like a solitary field
in some nameless foreign land.
All around the points of light
start to dim and cease transmitting.
Shadows fell on futile games
and then there was nothing more.

Through the screams of falling steel.
By the light of flares and wisdom.
All the doubts I could not face.
All this time I wanted more.
With a line I'll mark the past
as a symbol of beginning.
To the gods whose names we've lost
and the names who gave in vain.

And if rain brings winds of change
let it rain on us forever.
I have no doubt from what I've seen
that I have never wanted more.
With this line I'll mark the past
as a symbol of beginning.
I have no doubt from what I've seen
that I have never wanted more.

Set me aflame and cast me free.
Away, you wretched world of tethers.
Through the endless night and day
I have never wanted more.
Always thought that I would stand
before the faceless name of justice.

Like some law unto myself,
like a child of God again.

And if rain brings winds of change
let it rain on us forever.
I have no doubt from what I've seen
that I have never wanted more.
With this line I'll mark the past
as a symbol of beginning.
I have no doubt from what I've seen
that I have never wanted more.

Sever the line to the guilty past,
to the ones who brought us nothing
Spoke of futures brave and proud
and brought only hate and war.
Lined the roads with hollow praise.
Marked the land with paper statues.

Shadows fell on their futile ways
and then there was nothing more.

When I have nothing left to feel.
When I have nothing left to say
I'll just let this slip away.

I feel these engines power down.
I feel this heart begin to bleed
as I turn this burning page.

Please forgive me if I bleed.
Please forgive me if I breathe.
I have words I need to say.
Oh so very much to say.

And whose life do I lead?
And whose blood do I bleed?
Whose air do I breathe?
With whose skin now do I feel?

I'm supposed to walk away from here.
I'm supposed to walk away from here.

And whose life do I lead?
Whose blood do I bleed?
Whose air do I now breathe?
I'm convinced there's nothing more.

The day you died I lost my way.
The day you died I lost my mind.

What am I supposed to do?
Is there something more?

The engines power down.
Like a soldier to his end I go.
Because I'm convinced
that there is nothing more.

and whose life do I lead
and whose air do I breathe?
With whose skin and whose blood do I feel?

What happens now?
Have I done something wrong?

Forgive my need to bleed right now.
Please forgive my need to breathe
But I've so much to say
and it wouldn't matter anyway.
You're not here to hear these words that I must say
and I'm convinced inside
that there is nothing more.

Whose life do I lead?
Whose air do I breathe.
Whose blood do I now bleed?
With whose skin now do I feel?

I have nothing left to say.
I have nothing left to feel.
Am I supposed to let this go now,
let darkness come and take you away?

Everybody Hurts
Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
when you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on.
Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along.
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
if you feel like letting go, (hold on)
when you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on.

Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends.
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand.
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
when you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes.
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on.
(Everybody hurts. You are not alone.)

Prayer of Saint Francis

Lord make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
And where there is sadness, joy.

O divine master grant that I may
not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love
For it is in giving that we receive-
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned.
And it's in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen.

Sarah McLachlan

cool rem song...I always thought it was odd that that song is on the same album as "Try not to breathe"

My favorite lyrics are:

Rockstars need money
They can't live on baloney sandwiches
Rockstars need money
And it comes from you!
And you! And you and you and you!

Thanks. It's the bonus track on Downhere's album.

hehe...thats cool

what kinda music do they play?

heres a couple shorties i like:

when i go out
When i go out
I play in the streets
I get hit by cars
I make mashed potatoes
I get hit by cars

this song
This song is six words long

this song (remix)
This song is seven words long yeah

Recieve Him
Recieve Him

haha...yeah, recieve him is funny...i like the vengeance original too

...my mom is proud of me because of the way i dress....[or something like that ]

lol yeah

It's colder than before
The seasons took all they had come for
Now winter dances here
It seems so fitting don't you think?
Dress the ground in white
And grey

It's so quiet I can hear
My thoughts touching every second I spent
Waiting for you
Circumstances affords me
No second chance
To tell you
How much I've missed you

My beloved do you know
When the warm wind comes again
Another year will start to pass
And please don't ask me why I'm here
Something deeper brought me
Than I need to remember

We were once young and blessed with wings
No heights could keeps us from their reach
No sacred place we did not soar
Still greater things burned within us
I don't regret the choices that I've made
I know you feel the same

My beloved do you know
How many times I stared at clouds
Thinking that I saw you there
These are feelings that do not pass so easily
I can't forget what we claimed was ours

Moments lost though time remains
I am so proud of what we were
No pain remains
No feeling
Eternity awaits
Grant me wings that I might fly
My restless soul is longing
No pain remains
No feeling
Eternity awaits

Moments lost though time remains
I am so proud of what we were
No pain remains
No feeling
Eternity awaits
Grant me wings that I might fly
My restless soul is longing
No pain remains
No feeling

Eternity awaits

I'm not perfect, just forgiven.
I had to get a ride...but I'm on my way.
Since Jesus found me and forgave me...
I can't say I'm perfect but I can say I'm saved.

Well, I've fought a lot of battles
and sometimes when I've won...
Ole Satan comes reminding me
of things that I once done.
He questions my salvation and
he tries to make me doubt;
But when I think of Calvary
I stand right up and shout....

I'm not perfect, just forgiven.
I had to get a ride...but I'm on my way.
Since Jesus found me and forgave me...
I can't say I'm perfect but I can say I'm saved.

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Sometimes the clouds hang low
and I would like to see them go.
I ask this question Lord,
Why so much pain?
But He knows what's best for me
Even though I cannot see.
God is so good to me,
I can't complain.

God is so good to me,
Yes, He is so good to me.
More than this world could ever be,
He's so good to me.
His Spirit came to me and
brought sweet victory.
God is so good to me,
I can't complain.

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Don't know the lyrics all right off hand but also the song "Four Days Late" by Karen Peck and New River.

Isn't it great when He's four days late He's still right on time!

I'm liking Newsboys "Live in Stereo"

This field guide's
Got no soul
Digging for the sacred
In a man-made hole

The soil gets harder
The shovel won't behave
I just dug myself
Into a six foot grave

I need a new dimension
Got to Supersize
A Jacobean ladder
To a parallel prize

The walk's by faith
The sight lines lie
How'm I gonna tag along
With one tin ear
And one glass eye
Well I...

I can't get there from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I wanna live in stereo

I can't get there from here
Without a God-directed go
Walk by faith, you appear
I gotta live in stereo.

I quit, I fold, I'm done
Trying to scale Everest
Sherpa-less
Ain't fun

The best laid plans
Are in my other pants
The base camp's buried
In an avalanche

I need a new dimension
Got to Supersize
A Jacobean ladder
To a parallel prize

The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
But how'm I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Well I...

I can't get there from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I wanna live in stereo

I can't get there from here
Without a God-directed go
Walk by faith, you appear
I gotta live in stereo.

ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXY and Z


God is with us
God is for us
Join the chorus
as we sing


Glory to God
Glory to God


Angels we have heard on High
Sweetly singing o'er the plain
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strain
Gloooooooooooooooooooooooria
In excelsis Deo


Pillows me love you
Pillows me love you

Stinky shoe
Stinky shoe
Go away
Go away
I will clean you another day

Jart of Clay: 11'th hour - Fly
If I should fall to sleep I hope they play this for me.


"Fly"

[verse]
Be still
Let your hand melt into mine
The part of me
That breathes when you breathe
Is losing time
I can't find the words to say
I'll never say goodbye

[chorus]
And I'll fly with you
Through the night so you know
I'm not letting go
I'm not letting go
Tears like rain fill up the sky
Oh my love
I'm not letting go
I won't let you go

[verse]
I saw a host of silent angels
Waiting on their own
Knowing that all the promises
Of faith come alive
When you see home
Hold still and let your
Hand melt into mine

[chorus]

[bridge]
Shed your heart and your breath
And your pain and fly
Now your alive

Now your alive
Now your alive
Now your alive

I won't let you go
I'm not letting go

"Where Eyes Don't Cry"

Verse 1
Everywhere I look around me
There is pain in every eye
Broken hearts and promises
The sorrow of goodbye
I see suffering little children
In a world that isn't fair
And the only hope is the hope I have
Of a place somewhere

Chorus
Where eyes don't cry
And hearts don't break
We'll never ever wonder why again
Our questions here
He'll answer there
Where eyes don't cry
And hearts don't break

Verse 2
It's beyond my understanding
How everything will be
I only know my faith has sight
Of things my eyes can't see
And a million years of endless joy
For every tear we've cried
Will be the gift the Father gives
As He welcomes us inside

Chorus
Where eyes don't cry
And hearts don't break
We'll never ever wonder why again
Our questions here
He'll answer there
Where eyes don't cry
And hearts don't break

Draw Me Close - The Katinas (covered by others)

Draw me close to you
Never let me go
I'd lay it all down again
To hear you say that I'm your friend

You are my desire
No one else will do
'Cause nothing else
Could take your place
To feel the warmth of your embrace
Help me find the way
Bring me back to you

You're all I want
You're all I've ever needed
You're all I want
Help me know that you are near

i could hear the church bells ringing
they pealed aloud your praise
the members faces were smiling
with their hands out stretched to shake
it's true they did not move me
my heart was hard and tired
their perfect fire annoyed me
i could not find you anywhere

could someone please tell me the story
of sinners ransomed from the fall
i still have never seen you
and some days i don't love you at all

the devoted were wearing bracelets
to remind them why they came
some concrete motivation
when the abstract could not do the same
but if all that's left is duty
i'm falling on my sword
at least then i would not serve
an unseen distant lord

if this is ony a test
i hope that i'm passing
cause i'm losing steam
and i still want to trust you

peace be still

Breathing an air,
permeated, soaked in darkness,
emanating from within,
resonating like a scream no one can hear

I wear this chaos well.
Though none should save me,
desperation keeps me here,
my need for innocence,
the place where I began
The abyss becomes me,
I wear this chaos well.

Are these not words of heresy
a venom on my lips, a poison?
My spirit impurified
in everything I choose to say

With you I stand in hope that
God will save us from ourselves.
Every cry a wasted moment
until another day is lost.
Even lands we once called home
lie undiscovered and unknown.
Only heaven's silence for an answer.
And did our laughter, did our tears
have some purpose after all?
Did we toil in vain in hope
that wisdom came from what we'd done?
Even lands we once called home
lie undiscovered and unknown.
Only heaven's silence for an answer.

Are these not words of heresy
a venom on my lips, a poison?
My spirit impurified
in everything I choose to say

If I would shed my skin, the layers left,
but not the lessons learned
it would not undo what I have done
or grant forgiveness in some better days.

'Twas battered and scarred,
and the old auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
to waste much time on the old violin,

But he still held it up with a smile:
"What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who'll start the bidding for me?"
"A dollar, a dollar"; then, "Two!" "Only two?

Two dollars, and who'll make it three?
Three dollars, once;
three dollars, twice;
going for three ..." but no.

From the room far back,
a gray-haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow;
Then, wiping the dust from the old violin,

And tightening the loose strings,
He played a melody pure and sweet
As a caroling angel sings.

The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said; "What am I bidden for the old violin?"
And he held it up with the bow.

"A thousand! And who'll make it two?
Two thousand! And who'll make it three?
Three thousand, once, three thousand, twice,
And going, and gone," said he.

The people cheered,
but some of them cried,
"We do not quite understand
What changed it's worth."

Swift came the reply:
"The touch of the master's hand."

And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and scarred with sin,
Is auctioned cheep to the thoughtless crowd,
Much like this old violin.

A "mess of pottage," a glass of wine;
A game; and he travels on.
He is "going" once, "going" twice,
He's "going" and almost "gone."

But the Master comes, and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul and the change that's wrought

By the touch of the Master's hand.

I love this song, I have it on one of my CD's, it is by one of our duo bands here in Oz

I’m Just a Girl
(By Bachelor Girl)

I might be a little concerned with my hair
I might need comfort, more than my share
I might seem to follow fashion, but claim that I don’t care
My heart is your best friend, when it rules my head

I might want to talk a lot, don’t ask me why
And I’ll get impatient if you don’t reply
A might always search for something wrong, I want you to deny
And if you love me, just stay close, and hold me when I cry

Don’t try to understand me, I’m just a girl
One of the greatest mysteries, you’ll find in this world
I’m not hard to handle, I’m just a girl

I don’t seek money, but I want your time
‘Cause I’d give my life for you, when you are mine
And it hurts me more than I can say, when you pull away
But if you love me, you should tell me everyday

You might think I’m too demanding
But you’re just not understanding

I might like to take advice, but go my own way
And it’s when I hurt the most, I swear I’m okay
And it’s always when you least expect I say I wanna stay
Might take just a single kiss to steal my heart away

I’m just a girl

That sure is a pretty song, Crunchy. It honestly reminds me of somebody who used to visit this board named PlainJane. I think it's fun being ordinary.

Here is a portion of my favourite . . .

THE MUSIC OF THE NIGHT

Night-time sharpens,
heightens each sensation . . .
Darkness stirs and
wakes imagination
Silently the senses
abandon their defences . . .

Slowly, gently
night unfurls its splendour . . .
Grasp it, sense it --
tremulous and tender . . .
Turn your face away
from the garish light of day,
turn your thoughts away
from cold, unfeeling light --
and listen to
the music of the night . . .

My CD has Colm Wilkinson singing the song.

IMO, the only one who can sing that song is Michael Crawford......I love him in Phantom of the Opera......it's one of my fav musicals.

Michael also sing Gesthemene from Jesus Christ Superstar........he sings it with such feeling & emotion u can picture the agony that Jesus went through in the Garden......truly awesome.

I lurveeeeeeeeee Micheal Crawford singing those songs, he has a very strong passionate voice

The Phantom of the Opera is the only big stage production I have ever seen. The tickets made me poor for some time although I really enjoyed the performance. I saw the play at the Pantages Theatre here in Toronto. The performance made me love opera. Andrew Lloyd Webber creates wonderful music. I think Colm Wilkinson may have also played in Les Miserables here in Toronto. He has a splendid voice although of course I would have been delighted to hear Crawford.

I love musicals, Phantom was superb, I loved Singing in the rain, my fair lady, sound of music, wizard of Oz....I've seen a few, I usually get the tickets as Christmas or birthday presents.
I saw Chicago at the movies, it was great, I want the sound track...and all that Jazz!!

opera...metals.worst.enemy.

i've had a couple metal operas actually ... i think my favorite is probably 'dark opera of the ancient war spirit' by Daemonium

Lord, into your hands I commend my spirit.
Alive to see legions of angels awaiting the sacred
Incarnation.

Take me home to clean the bloody robe of
The covenant sealed between heaven and earth,
I will come forth ascended in salvation

The book of life will free this rising son,
resurrected in time now the dream has arrived,
And this soul is alive, two worlds are baptized.

Underneath these everlasting arms
The awaited messiah has risen to life by
The sword of the spirit in his eye.

Can't you see, their hearts crying with needs?
Release me to offer them freedom and peace
So profound in its nature above.

Go and make disciples of all,
One in the name of the Father, and of the Son.
And of the Holy Spirit of Love.

The time has come, and so the band played on,
Releasing his power and shouting in tears,
"It is finished; do you see
The Light of Saviour inside this Machine?"

sounds familiar...what is it?

that would be Saviour Machine Pt II by Saviour Machine