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they call it madness

Posted on 2007.12.30 at 12:36
My life goes on in endless song
Above earths lamentations,
I hear the real, though far-off hymn
That hails a new creation.

Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear its music ringing,
It sounds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing?

While though the tempest loudly roars,
I hear the truth, it liveth.
And though the darkness round me close,
Songs in the night it giveth.

No storm can shake my inmost calm,
While to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is lord of heaven and earth
How can I keep from singing?

When tyrants tremble in their fear
And hear their death knell ringing,
When friends rejoice both far and near
How can I keep from singing?

In prison cell and dungeon vile
Our thoughts to them are winging,
When friends by shame are undefiled
How can I keep from singing?


musikfurcats at 2007-12-31 02:42 (UTC) (Lien)
I love Enya. I always listen to her when I need to relax or when I have an exam the next day. Her songs are so calming.
where hypotheses come to die
madman101 at 2008-01-04 19:34 (UTC) (Lien)

yo - i totally got your dream

email me if you want the annalysis
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