Knock the wind out of me

The last love that broken
Fool of thousand burnt, burdened
Breathless makes more sense
Sensed and percepted
Lifed a little much

Knocking the wind right out of me
Somehow thought enters the mind
The concrete presses down the line
Mistaken jade to breathe
Head down, I don't want to see
Crawl through meant to be
Knife to the bone
Needle the known
Sew me back and set me walking

The last love that broken
Fool of thousand burnt, burdened
Breathless makes more sense
Sensed and percepted
Lifed a little much

Somehow thought enters the mind
Knocking the wind right out of me
Mistaken jade to breathe
The concrete presses down the line
Head down, I don't want to see
Crawl through meant to be
Knife to the bone
Needle the known
Sew me back and set me walking


COPYRIGHT 2008 WILLIAM S. MONROE

odd one, that one

break a leg, she said, break a leg

knock 'em dead, she said, break a leg

shock them into a cardiac arrest, she said, break a leg

odd one, that one.

keep up your head, she said, keep up your head

just keep breathing; put one breath in front of the other, 

she said, keep up your head

stay with us, she said, stay with us, she said.

odd one, that one.

life

Maybe if I just could find the right combination of words, something big would happen.  Oh wait, no.  Life doesn't work that way.  

Why are things always so much harder than they seem.  Or at least they seem that way.

I feel like Kansas's wall is holding me back.  Perhaps as in the song, there is no wall.  I'm not there yet...

Why is it so hard to get up and get done things that I want to do.  Things that I need to do.  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vHk_Emakefg&feature=related

first day of class and sushi

mmm....

It was good good sushi.  I am excited, my nephew's baptism is this weekend.

Don't fall asleep too soon

Bright eyes, and strong like bull

Hold firm to the end, and when you find your end

Make the most of the life that is lended

For a brave little hand, be a brave little man

Grabs hold of your sleeve, a resting reprieve 

Wait to fall asleep again.

a good ham

It's all to easy to get caught up.

Being right all the time, being with it.

Sometimes, you just got to slow down.

Sometimes, you just got to pour a tall glass of chocolate milk, and eat a plate of ham. 

With a friend, even if you don't say anything.  Even if you just end up watching a bad tv show.  Well, maybe turn off the tv and just enjoy the company.  and believe me, it was good ham.

Rest now (lyrics to new song posted on facebook and myspace pages)

Let me brush away your hair, 

Kiss you on the forehead 

Before you go to bed 

Why do you sit there and stare 

Just one moment in my arms 

I have surely been blessed with you 

Close now your eyes 

Rest now, rest now  

Look up and let me see 

Deeply into your eyes 

I will never resting, sigh 

Until you are the death of me 

Just one moment in my prayers 

For I have surely been blessed, with you 

Rest now your eyes 

Rest now, rest now  

Let the anguish pass 

Pass on the water's crash 

Beside your sleeping bed 

The thought is much more rash 

Than letting the weary past 

Diving deeper into the arms 

We have surely been blessed 

Rest now your eyes 

Rest now, rest now 

Rest now, rest now 

Rest now

COPYRIGHT 2008 WILLIAM S. MONROE

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new hard drive!

Ok, so it probably sounds really nerdy, but I got a bigger hard drive for my 'puter (or shaft as I affectionately call it.  cause he's one bad mutha 'shut your mouth' talkin' bout shaft).  Short story long, this isn't nerdy.  sometimes you just need more space.  especially if you need it to think in when writing songs and making music videos.  I have a number of songs I need to write down and record, so hopefully in the next few days, something tangible will show up somewhere, I'll let you know...

stuff

There are so many things, so very many things, I wish I knew.

So many things, so very many things I wish didn't need a process.

So much time, so very much time before the future I hope for.

So little time, so very little time left.

Much to my dismay, could you carry me?

leading

The new RUF minister, Josh Vahle, asked if I would lead worship at his ordination service.  scary. scary.  Please pray that God would increase my ability and give me opportunity to practice these skills so that ultimately more people would come to know him.  I do not doubt that God has prepared me to do this, cause he is my Divine Dad.  And my Dad would not ask me to do something I couldn't handle.  Something I am scared of, yes.  Something that is uncomfortable, yes.  But something he has equipped me to be able to handle.  Cause my Dad is a king.  I want everyone to know my Dad.