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Sunday, September 19, 2010

After the Storm

There are some songs that the first time you hear them you can't help but be moved to tears...I have three of those and this is one of them "After the Storm" by Mumford & Sons:

And after the storm,
I run and run as the rains come

And I look up, I look up,
on my knees and out of luck,
I look up.

Night has always pushed up day
You must know life to see decay

But I won't rot, I won't rot
Not this mind and not this heart,
I won't rot.


And I took you by the hand
And we stood tall,
And remembered our own land,
What we lived for.


And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.


And now I cling to what I knew
I saw exactly what was true
But oh no more.
That's why I hold,
That's why I hold with all I have.
That's why I hold.
I will die alone and be left there.
Well I guess I'll just go home,
Oh God knows where.
Because death is just so full and mine so small.
Well I'm scared of what's behind and what's before.


And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

Today I'm grateful for SoundCloud, road trips, and Intro to PCC class.

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