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Good Morning, Monday

As I work at my desk today, these are the two songs I could listen to on repeat:

Beautiful You by Monk & Neagle
All the oceans and the seas know the sound
Of Your beautiful voice
And if You tell them to be calm and be still
They have no other choice

You put the stars in the sky and then You taught them to shine
They know just what to do
Every morning’s a symphony that’s perfectly timed
Thanks to beautiful You

Beautiful You
I can’t imagine life without You
Beautiful You
I can’t imagine being alone
Beautiful You
The only thing I ever wanna do
Beautiful You
Is have You hold me in Your arms
Beautiful You

All the waterfalls know just where to fall
Brilliant every time
When it rains, you are behind it all
With gentle rhythm and rhyme

Mountains high know Your voice
And they are ready to move where You tell them to
With all my heart, I believe that I can do the same
Thanks to beautiful You

Every ocean, every sea
Every morning’s a symphony
Every drop of rain, every waterfall
All the stars in the sky are so beautiful
Every breath I breathe, every beat of my heart
I feel so alive ‘cause of who You are
Every day I rise, every time I sing
I’m reminded of Your great love for me
You’re beautiful, so beautiful


Stop This Train by John Mayer
No, I'm not colorblind
I know the world is black and white
Try to keep an open mind
But I just can't sleep on this tonight

Stop this train
I wanna get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?

Don't know how else to say it
Don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own

Stop this train
I wanna get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?

So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game
To find a way to say that life has just begun

Had a talk with my old man
Said "help me understand"
He said "turn sixty-eight
You renegotiate"

"Don't stop this train
Don't for a minute change the place you're in
And don't think I couldn't ever understand
I tried my hand
John, honestly we'll never stop this train"

Once in awhile, when it's good
It'll feel like it should
And they're all still around
And you're still safe and sound
And you don't miss a thing
Till you cry when you're driving away in the dark
Singing

Stop this train
I wanna get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can
Cause now I see I will never stop this train

Comments

Vaness said…
I like that John Mayer song. Don't know the other one, but it sounds nice from the lyrics. ;)

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