Bring Me To Life

Another great song that touches people because of the underlying spiritual truth in the lyrics…

Evanescence – “Bring Me To Life” (feat. Paul McCoy)

How can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

Now that I know what I’m without
you can’t just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

Bring me to life
(I’ve been living a lie, there’s nothing inside)
Bring me to life

Frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead

All this time I can’t believe I couldn’t see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don’t let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)

Land Of My Sojourn

I came across this old gem from Rich Mullins. I love the intermixed use of imagery and allusion. And the coal trucks come a-runnin' With their bellies full of coal And their big wheels a-hummin' Down this road that lies open like the soul of a woman Who hid the spies who were lookin' For the land of the milk and the honey And this road she is a woman She was made from a rib Cut from the sides of these mountains Oh these great sleeping Adams Who are lonely even here in paradise Lonely for somebody to kiss them and I'll sing my song, and I'll sing my song In the land of my sojourn Continue reading

A Christmas Tune Revisited

Ok, I found the song that I had been thinking of earlier. I should have realized that it was older than the work by Rich Mullins but OH WELL… whataya gonna do? So a little late for this year or really early for next year here is my Christmas song pick for the year: The Outlaw by Larry Norman.

Some say he was an outlaw, that he roamed across the land
With a band of unschooled ruffians, and a few old fishermen.
No one knew just where he came from, or exactly what he’d done,
But they say it must have been something bad, that kept him on the run.

Some say he was a poet, that he’d stand upon the hill,
That his voice could calm an angry crowd, or make the waves stand still,
That he spoke in many parables, that few could understand,
But the people sat for hours, just to listen to this man.

Some say he was a sorcerer, a man of mystery.
He could walk upon the water. He could make a blind man see,
That he conjured wine at weddings, and did tricks with fish and bread,
That he talked of being born again, and raised people from the dead.
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Merry Christ-mas-like Tune

I honor of the birth of the Christ, I have chosen a tune about Jesus. This song was recorded as a demo by Rich Mullins on to a something called a cassette tape (remember those things?) shortly before he died.

I find this song interesting as it kindof ponders the many ways that Jesus is regarded: Prophet, Teacher, Insurgent… I swear there is a longer version of this song somewhere… but Google is letting me down. Oh well, perhaps i will find it some day.

Well, who’s that man who thinks He’s a prophet?
Well, I wonder if He’s got something up His sleeve
Where’s He from? Who is His daddy?
There’s rumors He even thinks Himself a king
Of a kingdom of paupers
Simpletons and rogues
The whores all seem to love Him
And the drunks propose a toast
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