Here's another heart healer
Rise
from Into The Mystery, by David Wilcox
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I see you dreaming by the ocean window
I hear you breathing like the waves upon the shore
The tide is turning on your time of sorrow
You will never be so lonesome any more
The breezes whisper as the curtain dances
Your dreams are deeper than the mystery of the sea
The sun itself is in the room beside you
With a message of how good your life can be
I know that a heart can just get buried
Stone by stone, crushing hope until it dies
Far away, but the message somehow carries
Beloved, it is time for you to rise. Time for you to RISE UP...
With a sudden sense of wonder | Though the promise goes unspoken
As the joy comes to your eyes | When the joy comes to your eyes
From the burden you've been under | For your soul was never broken
Beloved, it is time for you to rise, time for you to rise.
There's nothing wrong with taking time for sleeping
Your eyes are weary with the things that you have seen
A deeper promise your soul is keeping
Right in time for this appointment in your dream
Angels whisper so as not to wake you
There's nothing else in this whole world for you to do
But follow on to where your dream may take you
To see your footsteps from an eagle's point of view
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© David Wilcox, all rights reserved
This is interesting, for the chorus, the lines for the first time are to the left of the | , and for the second chorus, they are on the right. The words RISE UP are repeated before each line. huh. that's kind of a schmancy, space saving way of writing it....
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Sunday, March 07, 2004
Ask For More
This one has been circling in my head, but only a few lines... had to find the rest and get it right!
Ask For More
from Into The Mystery, by David Wilcox
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Something is wrong, but nothing you can put your finger on
In so many ways it's going fine.
You couldn't complain, you say, and day to day you get along
But lately you lie awake at night
What are you missing? Even though
You're not alone- you wake up lonely
You felt this way before
You know it's true, it's calling you to ASK FOR MORE
Like a message in a bottle, cross the ocean
just to wash up on your shore
From deep in your heart, please, ASK FOR MORE
A beautiful dream you had reminds you of the emptiness
Something your soul is trying to say
Usually you can close your eyes and not remember this
But it's echoing back from miles away
Only a whisper - showing you something you already know
What are you missing? Even though
You're not alone- you wake up lonely
You've had this dream before
Signs are true, calling you to ASK FOR MORE
Like the fragrance of the garden
That can reach you through the cracks around your door
God speaks in your heart, please, ASK FOR...
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©2003 David Wilcox, all rights reserved
Ask For More
from Into The Mystery, by David Wilcox
..............................................
Something is wrong, but nothing you can put your finger on
In so many ways it's going fine.
You couldn't complain, you say, and day to day you get along
But lately you lie awake at night
What are you missing? Even though
You're not alone- you wake up lonely
You felt this way before
You know it's true, it's calling you to ASK FOR MORE
Like a message in a bottle, cross the ocean
just to wash up on your shore
From deep in your heart, please, ASK FOR MORE
A beautiful dream you had reminds you of the emptiness
Something your soul is trying to say
Usually you can close your eyes and not remember this
But it's echoing back from miles away
Only a whisper - showing you something you already know
What are you missing? Even though
You're not alone- you wake up lonely
You've had this dream before
Signs are true, calling you to ASK FOR MORE
Like the fragrance of the garden
That can reach you through the cracks around your door
God speaks in your heart, please, ASK FOR...
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©2003 David Wilcox, all rights reserved
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