lyrics and music by Stan Rogers
found on: From Coffee House To Concert Hall
We live in fear of no one to love us
Of feeling like an empty hole
With no kind heart or strengthening hand
To light the dark and secret soul.
Behind the walls of lonely protection
Afraid to give for what we may lose,
And to hide our sin, or let someone within,
Everyone will have to choose!
Chorus:
Put your life on the line,
Give your hand and pledge your time
To the love whose lips inflame you
Like some ancient and golden wine;
And to all it's a start in fulfilling greatest needs in part,
For in whatever we dream of what we some day want to be
It's a matter of heart.
We like to think we know what we're doing,
We always like to be in control.
The rational mind rules the passionate heart
Is what the ancient sages told.
But that can sound a little bit hollow,
When you're sitting by the fire alone!
And the rarest old wine tastes of ashes and brine,
When you've no one there to keep you warm.
Chorus:
The way in which our pride will stall us,
When we know we should be losing control,
Puts us in the fear of falling and we let it go!
Our careful words are self-deceiving,
Though we like to call them 'pretense' and 'art',
But every old line is held in the mind,
When it's really just a matter of heart.
Comments (23)
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I swear, KfH is bigger now than my 4 year old.
The cat in the house..that is just wondersful!! It is the cutest shot ever!! I think you and ADM are in competition for cute puddy cats!!
Rosie
And you are most certainly right about words being the most powerful weapon in our arsenal. My mom used to throw that old line at me (...words can never hurt you), but I learned otherwise from a very young age.
Anne
Bok: "I prefer not to make scraps of sentimental writing. When I write anything I want it to be real and connected in form, as, for instance, in your quotation from Lord Lyttonâs play of âRichelieu,â âThe pen is mightier than the sword.â Lord Lytton would never have put his signature to so naked a sentiment. Surely I will not.
In the text there was a prefix or qualification:
Beneath the rule of men entirely great
The pen is mightier than the sword.
Now, this world does not often present the condition of facts herein described. Men entirely great are very rare indeed, and even Washington, who approached greatness as near as any mortal, found good use for the sword and the pen, each in its proper sphere.
You and I have seen the day when a great and good man ruled this country (Lincoln) who wielded a powerful and prolific pen, and yet had to call to his assistance a million of flaming swords. "
Words are potent, for sure. I, also, believe in using them 'honestly'.
OK, enough silliness.
I find myself not so much irritated as amazed that quite a few people (not necessarily here, but everywhere) cannot use words of their native language correctly.
While I am also subject to this, and am striving to become more word savvy, I am surprised at the number of people who just don't care. How can someone not care about being able to accurately communicate with others?
Don't even get me started on the words people make up....
Alli
for someone who studied rhetoric and wrote peotry, i know little to nothing about classical poets. i'm more into the beats.
Just like Slipperman, I knew I had multiple personalities.
KfH!!!! Hehehehehehe - I call mine CatZilla!
Great photos!!
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I read your entries on words with great interest.
It's the intent and not so much the words that count.
I can read sweetly worded entries at DD that I know are written to mislead the reader and hide the writer.
I can read bluntly honest and crudely worded entries that are just someone speaking from the heart.
Which has the greater merit?
Words are just words - it's what the writer (or speaker) really intends that counts.
And sometimes we all get it wrong.
_|m/ ADM