I can't think of a brilliant title for this post.....

I would like to post the lyrics of two songs. Both done by Sister Hazel, one of the better rock bands in operation today.

#1. Sword and Shield

Just when the sky runs out of rain
Just when the sun runs out of light
Just when the earth is ill with pain
Just when your body is out of fight
I will be there
I will be the smallest piece and everything
And I will give my life before I break this promise to you

Melt into me
Don't you want to be the ones that last forever
I'll be your everlasting
And enemies
they take your will but they won't last forever
I'll be your sword and shield
I'll be your sword
I'll be your shield

Just when the ocean starts to dry
Just when the air is sick with smoke
Just when the statues start to cry
And fallen angels lay broken
I will be there
I will be the smallest piece and everything
And i will lose my life before I break this promise to you

Melt into me
Don't you want to be the ones that last forever
I'll be your everlasting
And enemies
they take your peace but they won't last forever
I'll be your sword and shield
I'll be your sword
I'll be your shield

I'll be your gracious angel
I'll be your favorite stranger
I'll be the mortar holding your walls
I'll be your army

Just when the sky runs out of rain
Just when the sun runs out of light
Just when the earth is ill with pain
Just when your body is out of fight
I will be there
I will be the smallest piece and everything
And I will give my life before I break this promise to you

Melt into me
Don't you want to be the ones that last forever
I'll be your everlasting
And enemies
they take your feast but they won't last forever
I'll be your sword and shield
I'll be your sword
I'll be your shield

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#2. Life Got In The Way

We knew it all from a little thing
It was everything in our first minute
And it took us to another place
Another place and we fell in it
How dare you not remember?
How dare you walk away?

We adored every little thing
Every little thing would leave us breathless
Every dawn spelled another day
And in another day we weren't so restless
How dare you not remember?
How dare you walk away?

And I wanted you so much
Just like I do right now
I wanted us to be the ones the poets write their books about
I wanted it to last
I wanted to grow old
But life got in the way

Walking around in a heavy haze
We were stuck in days of so much warring
Got lost in a tricky maze
A tricky maze that was so scarring
How come you can't remember?
How dare you walk away?

Then you star to add the little things
Add the little things and trip the mighty
Now we've got a little bitter thing
A bitter thing that grew like ivy
How dare you not remember?
How dare you walk away?

And I wanted you so much
Just like I do right now
I wanted us to be the ones the poets write their books about
I wanted it to last
I wanted to grow old
But life got in the way

Apathy grows quietly
Where rapture used to fly
And promises and certainty
Have left love here to die
Won't you stay
And don't let this one fall away

And I wanted you so much
Just like I do right now
I wanted us to be the ones the poets write their books about
I wanted it to last
I wanted to grow old
But life got in the way


Good Day...

"I'm back at my first day of school . . . "

I just wanted to let anyone who might be interested know what I've been doing lately-- about three weeks ago (it seems like far longer) I went back to school. I am after a Master's degree this time, and very excited about it. I am going to the University of North Texas, and studying Library Science. I am glad to be back in the classroom after a whole year out, but I don't get much of it since most of my classes will be online. (We're still seeing how that works out.) But that does mean I can live at home, which is nice.

Here is one of the prettier parts of the campus (Denton, Texas)-- it's nice in its own way, but it's nothing to Texas Tech. That's the Administration building there with the tower, and that ugly block thing is the student union. The fountain actually has green-tinted water--very strange . . .

As you can see, the library is also far inferior in architectural style . . .

swallowed in the sea

One of my favorite Dylan songs-- it's so confidently optimistic.


Oh the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze will be ceased to be breathin'.
Like the stillness in the wind'
Fore the hurricane begins,
The hour when the ship comes in.

Oh the seas will split
And the ship will hit
And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking.
Then the tide will sound
And the wind will pound
And the morning will be breaking.

Oh the fishes will laugh
As they swim out of the path
And the seagulls they'll be smiling.
And the rocks on the sand
Will proudly stand,
The hour that the ship comes in.

And the words that are used
For to get the ship confused
Will not be understood as they're spoken.
For the chains of the sea
Will have busted in the night
And will be buried at the bottom of the ocean.

A song will lift
As the mainsail shifts
And the boat drifts on to the shoreline.
And the sun will respect
Every face on the deck,
The hour that the ship comes in.

Then the sands will roll
Out a carpet of gold
For your weary toes to be a-touchin'.
And the ship's wise men
Will remind you once again
That the whole wide world is watchin'.

Oh the foes will rise
With the sleep still in their eyes
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'.
But they'll pinch themselves and squeal
And know that it's for real,
The hour when the ship comes in.

Then they'll raise their hands,
Sayin' we'll meet all your demands,
But we'll shout from the bow your days are numbered.
And like Pharaoh's tribe,
They'll be drownded in the tide,
And like Goliath, they'll be conquered.