Recordings of a trapped soul.

Thursday, September 10, 2009 '

Day 0909: Self_Question,_Self_Progress;Disappear;;

Accessing File: Self_Question,_Self_Progress;Disappear;;.mfv

Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall everyone stands
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold

Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along

So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold

Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)

When everything is wrong, we move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along

Using this song to motivate myself.

I just wonder if He really wants me to be his child. I look at myself, and then I look at what is preached. I am nowhere near that kind of standard He's set, nor do I feel myself making an effort to change.

...What a mess I always turn out to be. Must have been a sin for me to even exist, huh?

Shut up and move along...

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Accessing File: Feel_The_Ones_Who_Are;Disappear;;.emf

Life. Any meaning? Besides sorrow?
After all, we all dissolve into nothing in the end.
Guidance is unnecessary. I'm wandering down the road that seems to keep me going.
And if I stop, I'll fall apart, right?
So, I'll just have to do this myself.

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