Friday, July 4, 2008

FIVE FOR FRIDAY







Link: Fiery Hearts, Agile Minds, Nimble Fingers


Link: Christo Bakalov


Link: Digital Perception


NOTE: FIVE FOR FRIDAY is a weekly feature on this blog that is meant for the SOLE purpose of calling attention unto sites that I think that many would find interesting. There are 5 more sites to see at AsTheCrackerheadCrumbles.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

TWO FOR TUESDAY


Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world. For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair; and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion.

Nonetheless: be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another). I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.


Concrete Angel
Martina McBride

She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holding back
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with the linen and lace

Oh ohhhh

The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born

Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place
Where she's loved
Concrete angel

Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear but they turn out the light
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it’ll be too late

Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place
Where she's loved
Concrete angel

A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world had forgot

Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place
Where she's loved
Concrete angel

God’s Will
Martina McBride

I met God's Will on a Halloween night
He was dressed as a bag of leaves
It hid the braces on his legs at first

His smile was as bright as the August sun
When he looked at me
As he struggled down the driveway
It almost made me hurt

Will don't walk too good
Will don't talk too good
He won't do the things that the other kids do,
In our neighborhood

I've been searchin', wonderin', thinkin'
Lost and lookin' all my life
I've been wounded, jaded, loved and hated
I've wrestled wrong and right
He was a boy without a father
And his mother's miracle
I've been readin', writin', prayin', fightin'
I guess I would be still
Yeah, that was until
I knew God's Will

Will's mom had to work two jobs
We'd watch him when she had to work late
And we'd all laugh like I hadn't laughed
Since I don't know when

Hey Jude was his favorite song
At dinner he'd ask to pray
And then he'd pray for everybody in the world but him

I've been searchin', wonderin', thinkin'
Lost and lookin' all my life
I've been wounded, jaded, loved and hated
I've wrestled wrong and right
He was a boy without a father
And his mother's miracle
I've been readin', writin', prayin', fightin'
I guess I would be still
Yeah, that was until
I knew God's Will

Before they moved to California
His mother said they didn't think he'd live
And she said each day that I have him
Well it's just another gift
And I never got to tell her
That the boy showed me the truth
In crayon red, on notebook paper
He'd written me and God love you

I've been searchin', prayin', wounded, jaded
I guess I would be still
Yeah that was until…

I met God's Will on a Halloween night
He was dressed as a bag of leaves

Link: Martina McBride

Lyrics From: Sweets Lyrics

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Thursday, June 26, 2008

FIVE FOR FRIDAY

Link: Artmixter






Link: Bonghi Vestiti


Link: DoRIon55 BloG


Link: Model Jets
NOTE: FIVE FOR FRIDAY is a weekly feature on this blog that is meant for the SOLE purpose of calling attention unto sites that I think that many would find interesting. There are 5 more sites to see at AsTheCrackerheadCrumbles.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

TWO FOR TUESDAY



Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world. For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair; and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion.

Nonetheless: be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another). I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.

17
Cross Canadian Ragweed

Sirens wail and a flashing light
Nothin' better to do on a Tuesday night
But give me hell
Where you headed, what are you out for?
Don't see much of you 'round here anymore
I guess it's just as well
Once upon a time you had it all
You let everybody down
You're always seventeen in your hometown

Runnin' from your folks, runnin' from the law
Runnin' from love; runnin' from your fears; runnin' from it all
You keep on runnin' boy, you'll run yourself in the ground
You're always seventeen in your hometown

Her porch swing still looks the same
She probably won't even remember my name
Just like she didn't back then
Is she married, is she doin' fine?
Does she know about all the nights I laid awake cryin'
Just to know her hand?
The door opens and I run away
Just like the same old clown
You're always seventeen in your hometown

Runnin' from your folks, runnin' from the law
Runnin' from love; runnin' from your fears; runnin' from it all
You keep on runnin' boy, you'll run yourself in the ground
You're always seventeen in your hometown

Well, nobody's gonna miss me
No tears will fall; no-one's gonna weep
When I hit that road
My boots are broken, my brain is sore
From keeping up with their little world
I got a heavy load
Gonna leave 'em all just like before
I'm big city bound
You're always seventeen in your hometown

Runnin' from your folks, runnin' from the law
Runnin' from love; runnin' from your fear; runnin' from it all
You keep on runnin' boy, you'll run yourself in the ground
You're always seventeen
Yeah, you’re always seventeen
You’re always seventeen in your hometown

Cry Lonely
Cross Canadian Ragweed

When the rain runs down your window
And you can’t hold back your tears
And you’re so afraid to be alone
You know I’m always right here

You cry lonely
And I come runnin’
I come to your rescue
I chase your blues away
You cry lonely
But you don’t really want me
And I won’t be there one of these days

You always say your heart is breakin’
Then you hear the wolf outside your door
I know you, you just use me
Till you don’t need me anymore

You cry lonely
And I come runnin’
I come to your rescue
I chase your blues away
You cry lonely
But you don’t really want me
And I won’t be there one of these days

Someday when you know you really love me
Your gonna cry my name
And I’ll be gone

You cry lonely
And I come runnin’
I come to your rescue
I chase your blues away
You cry lonely
But you don’t really want me
And I won’t be there one of these days

I won’t be there
When you cry my name
I won’t be there
When you cry my name

Link: Cross Canadian Ragweed

Lyrics From: Sweets Lyrics

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Monday, June 23, 2008

Ice Road Truckers: Episode 13



It was a mistake to want to post about every episode of The History Channel’s “Ice Road Truckers” series. For there is really not much to make comments about—other than about the drivers themselves; and I do not want to add anything more unto the misery of their families.

Wow, that must be some pretty penny that The History Channel is paying them; and it must be the mother of all iron-clad contracts that they had them sign. For I can understand how it is possible for someone to not want to recognize just how ridiculous they are being because I have spent most of my life doing the same thing; but to continue to subject their families unto such humiliation after last season is simply beyond my comprehension.

Yeah, it may very well be that they do not feel humiliated; and I am quite sure that many may wonder why I think that they should. For risk-takers and thrill-seekers are considered as being heroes by more and more.

In response: I obviously have nothing that they want to hear. Therefore: I’ll be shutting-up about this now; but I can’t make any promises about anything else.

Friday, June 20, 2008

FIVE FOR FRIDAY




Link: Paper Tree



Link: gohraymond.com


Link: Arno Schaetzle Blog 1



Link: Blue Bijou Blog

NOTE: FIVE FOR FRIDAY is a weekly feature on this blog that is meant for the SOLE purpose of calling attention unto sites that I think that many would find interesting. There are 5 more sites to see at AsTheCrackerheadCrumbles.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

TWO FOR TUESDAY



Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world. For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair; and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion.

Nonetheless: be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another). I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.

Stumbling Through The Dark
The Jayhawks
You're so in love little girl
So much in love little girl
Running around in circles, why?
You know it's a crime

No less no more than a rose
No less no more than a rose
Try to attach a meaning
To words that you've heard

Stumbling through the dark
Seems I'm stumbling through the dark
Eveybody's stumbling through the dark

The men who proceeded us here
Left only questions and fears
The vanity formed by beauty lies
You know it's a crime

Stumbling through the dark
Seems I'm stumbling through the dark
Everybody's stumbling through the dark

Stumbling through the dark
Seems I’m stumbling through the dark
Everybody’s stumbling through the dark

Link: To Play Song

Waiting For The Son
The Jayhawks

I was waiting for the Son
Then I walked on home alone
What I didn't know
Was He was waiting for you to fall

So I never made amends
For the sake of no one else
For the simple reason
That He was waiting for you to fall

It was not lost on me
It was not lost on me
Walkin' on down the road
Looking for a friend to handout
Somethin' might ease my soul

So I kept my spirits high
Entertaining passers-by
Wrapped in my confusion
While He was waiting for you to fall

It was not lost on me
It was not lost on me
Walkin' on down the road
Looking for a friend to handout
Somethin' might ease my soul

It was not lost on me
It was not lost on me
Walkin' on down the road
Walkin' on down the road
Walkin' on down the road
Walkin' on down the road

Link: To Play Song

Link: The Jayhawks Fanpage

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