Touch me deep...

Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. What then kills love? Only this: Neglect. Not to see you when you stand before me. Not to think of you in the little things. Not to make the road wide for you, the table spread for you. To choose you out of habit not desire, to pass the flower seller without a thought. To leave the dishes unwashed, the bed unmade, to ignore you in the mornings, make use of you at night. To crave another while pecking your cheek. To say your name without hearing it, to assume it is mine to call.

~ Jeanette Winterson

sent to me by a dear and amazing friend.

:kiss:
 
Sometimes, when I'm not quite awake, I forget that you are not here. I forget that I am not content, that my heart and soul are not complete. I forget that I am full of a cold ache and a dry hurt. I forget that I will not feel the warmth of your breath on my neck, as you sleep in my arms. I forget that I will not be able to make you smile and you will not laugh with a voice that makes my heart soar. I do not remember that I am going to struggle through this day without you and I forget that there is a great sadness in my life because it is being lived without you.
And though it lasts but a moment, before I am fully awake, I thank you with all my heart for giving me those precious few seconds...
 
Salvor-Hardon said:
Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. What then kills love? Only this: Neglect. Not to see you when you stand before me. Not to think of you in the little things. Not to make the road wide for you, the table spread for you. To choose you out of habit not desire, to pass the flower seller without a thought. To leave the dishes unwashed, the bed unmade, to ignore you in the mornings, make use of you at night. To crave another while pecking your cheek. To say your name without hearing it, to assume it is mine to call.

~ Jeanette Winterson

sent to me by a dear and amazing friend.

:kiss:

It's brilliant, isn't it? It was the first passage I highlighted in the book.

:rose:
 
maggot420 said:
Sometimes, when I'm not quite awake, I forget that you are not here. I forget that I am not content, that my heart and soul are not complete. I forget that I am full of a cold ache and a dry hurt. I forget that I will not feel the warmth of your breath on my neck, as you sleep in my arms. I forget that I will not be able to make you smile and you will not laugh with a voice that makes my heart soar. I do not remember that I am going to struggle through this day without you and I forget that there is a great sadness in my life because it is being lived without you.
And though it lasts but a moment, before I am fully awake, I thank you with all my heart for giving me those precious few seconds...

You, Mr. Harry Maggot, are equally brilliant. :rose:
 
You breathed infinity into my world
And time was lost up in a cloud and in a whirl.
We dug a hole in the cool grey earth and lay there for the night.
Then you said, "wait for me we'll fly the wind,
We'll grow old and you'll be stronger without him" but oh,
Now my world is at your feet. I was lost and I was found,
But I was alive and now I've drowned.
So now I will be waiting for the world to hear my song
So they can tell me I was wrong...
But they weren't there beneath your stare,
And they weren't stripped 'till they were bare of
Any bindings from the world outside that room.
And they weren't taken by the hand
And led through fields of naked land
Where any pre-conceived ideas were blown away...
So I couldn't say "no".
You sighed and I was lost in you, weeks could've past for all I knew.
You were there blanket of the over-world and so I couldn't say,
I wouldn't say "no". But they all said, "you're too young to even know,
Just don't let it grow and you'll be stronger without him"
But oh, now, my world is at your feet. I was lost and I was found,
But I was alive and now I've drowned.
So now I will be waiting for the world to hear my song
So they can tell me I was wrong...
 
I REMEMBER DADDY'S HANDS FOLDED SILENTLY IN PRAYER
AND REACHING OUT TO HOLD ME WHEN I HAD I NIGHTMARE
YOU COULD READ QUITE A STORY IN THE CALLOUSES AND LINES
YEARS OF WORK AND WORRY HAD LEFT THEIR MARK BEHIND

REMEMBER DADDY'S HANDS HOW THEY HELD MY MAMA TIGHT
AND PATTED MY BACK FOR SOMETHING DONE RIGHT
THERE ARE THINGS THAT I'VE FORGOTTEN THAT
I LOVED ABOUT THE MAN
BUT I'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER THE LOVE IN DADDY'S HANDS

(CHORUS) DADDY'S HANDS WERE SOFT AND KIND
WHEN I WAS CRYING
DADDY'S HANDS WERE HARD AS STEEL
WHEN I'D DONE WRONG
DADDY'S HANDS WEREN'T ALWAYS GENTLE
BUT I'VE COME TO UNDERSTAND
THERE WAS ALWAYS LOVE IN DADDY'S HANDS

I REMEMBER DADDY'S HANDS WORKING TILL THEY BLED
SACRIFICED UNSELFISHLY JUST TO KEEP US ALL FED
IF I COULD DO THINGS OVER, I'D LIVE MY LIFE AGAIN
AND NEVER TAKE FOR GRANTED THE LOVE IN DADDY'S HANDS

This song came on tonight... it was the song playing in the hospital lobby when they told me my father had died. How odd is it that tonight when I miss him so badly it should come on again.
 
I think the things we perceive in ourselves as weaknesses and vulnerabilities are those things that others see as places to love us.

:rose: Thank you, I needed to hear that.
 
"You weren't what I expected and I finally understand why everyone adores you."
 
Truth in advertising. When you tell me you aspire, also strive to attain. When you tell me you are an artist, also create. When you tell me I am loved, also show me.
 
Well, I just heard the news today
It seems my life is going to change
I closed my eyes, begin to pray
Then tears of joy, stream down my face
With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything . . .


It's been a year. How fast time goes. :heart:
 
Nirvanadragones said:
Well, I just heard the news today
It seems my life is going to change
I closed my eyes, begin to pray
Then tears of joy, stream down my face
With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything . . .


It's been a year. How fast time goes. :heart:
I'll never forget that phone call. :heart: :kiss:
 
"God help the outcasts"
Lyrics by Stephen Schwartz


I don't know if you can hear me
Or if you're even there
I don't know if you would listen
To a gypsy's prayer
Yes I know I'm just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you
Still I see your face and wonder
Were you once an outcast too?

God help the outcasts
Hungry from birth
Show them the mercy they don't find on earth
God help my people
They look to you still
God help the outcasts
Or nobody will.



[Sung by citizens in Chapel]
I ask for wealth
I ask for fame
I ask for glory to shine on my name
I ask for love I can possess
I ask for God and his angels to bless me


I ask for nothing
I can get by
But I know so many
Less lucky than I
Please help my people
The poor and down trod
I thought we all were
The children of God
God help the outcasts
Children of God.
 
salvor said:
I ask for nothing
I can get by
But I know so many
Less lucky than I
Please help my people
The poor and down trod
I thought we all were
The children of God
God help the outcasts
Children of God.

This song gives me chills every time I hear it. I sang it and won first place in a choral festival in school. Great pick...
 
Dar~ said:
This song gives me chills every time I hear it. I sang it and won first place in a choral festival in school. Great pick...

Congrats!

Its an amazing song....... I love it especially in the context of the film, more so than Better Midler's rendition.
 
"I'm not like you. Love is agony for you. You try so hard at it. You give so much for it. You ask and you plea and you wish and you pray and you're on your knees for it."

"And still you don't let me see…"
 
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