As Jesus’s mother Mary sat next to me on the hill by the cave that once laid Jesus behind a rock; no matter if I believed in him or not she knew that I need someone to hear my broken heart, as it was screaming out in pain because it was never been in so much pain and it wasn’t going to fix anytime soon. “It’s probably what’s best for you I only want what’s best for you” she told me I knew that I wasn’t best for you then your stuck because I’ve tired to sever ties and I ended up with wounds to bind.
It’s like you’re just pouring salt in my cuts to make it more stingy for me to endure. Yet I just ran out of band aids I don’t even know where to start to explain to Mary what’s gone on because you can only bandage the damage but you can never really fix a heart.
Even though I knew what’s wrong but how could I be so sure because you never know what to say what you feel; I must of held Mary’s hand so tight as I didn’t have the will to fight I guess I needed more time to heal, you must be a miracle worker swearing up and down like you could fix what was broken. Jesus please don’t get my hopes just tell me how could you be so cruel?
You never knew how to fix people it just causes more pain; you never there when I needed you, now you think as you’re mother is here you think it’s okay to pour salt on my cuts but you couldn’t never really fix my broken heart.
In the winds of the British Isles words float from every country and commonwealth that belong to the United Kingdom; even with every tune from every country playing for Mother’s Day, the words sounds like how much people love each other especially their mothers who may have passed away or out in war zones or somewhere else.
Some words they can’t be spoken but only sung. So when you hear a thousand voices shouting love there’s a place where there is actually time in this life where you can sing what you are feeling. I remember you telling me to find my feet and stand my ground because don’t you see the whole world is listening to what we have to say right now?
The winds sing it louder sing it clearer knowing that everyone will hear you because as your making some of the noises you would find your voice tonight; make it stronger by singing it together which will make this moment of love last forever, even the love and the young are shouting their love tonight.
To be able to sing we had to wait like a lifetime to be able to see a thousand faces to celebrate together; you had brought hope, brought life conquer fear when it wasn’t always so easy but as you stood your ground by keeping your faith, yet you don’t see it right now but the world is listening to what we have to say.
As we sing it louder and more clearly knowing that everyone will hear you speak because you always told us to make a noise to find our voices tonight; by singing it stronger and being together we can make this feeling last forever, wether your old or young we are shouting love tonight.
Some words only be spoken but otherwise they can’t be spoke but only to be sung. To be able to hear the thousand voices is to be able to open your window of your bedroom hearing the words of love, life and hope. To be able to hear a thousand voices shouting love for you.
In my sleep in a distance of my dream I once heard there was a secret chord that David had played and it pleased the lord but you really don’t care for the music, do you ya? Well I can tell you that it goes back and fourth with every minor fall and there will be a major lift that will baffle the king as he composing the word “hallelujah”.
Your faith inside is so strong but you needed the proof but you saw her bathing on the roof; her beauty and the moonlight had overthrew you. As she tied you to her kitchen chair; she had broken your throne, and cut your hair as you withdrew your lips of a kiss the words came from her lips as you felt her breathe from her mouth against yours “hallelujah”.
Maybe there’s a god that’s up above; however I’ve ever learned from love is how to shoot somebody down who had withdrawn you out, it’s not about a cry that you hear at night and it’s not someone who’s seen the light at the end of the tunnel. It’s a cold and it’s broken “hallelujah”
How many attempts do you get on that wooden boat and leave that island full of anxiety and depression? As you can tell I’m writing this in the middle of the night as I can’t sleep; worst case scenario is that I shouldn’t of slept during the day but that was because I was ill but then it was never a problem, yet during this week I manage to get on that wooden boat and slept. That meant I got off that island for a while until something decided to snap in my head; that’s when I go into one of those I can’t do this anymore, then make up stupid things in my head. Yeah everyone does it once in a while don’t they.
The fact that this is the first night in a long time that I genuinely can’t sleep I know I’m not feeling well; I know I’ve changed my bed covers not even sure why fresh duvet covers set me off more over past few months but it has, sometimes I beg to differ if my life would ever be normal. However getting on that wooden boat being away from that god forsaken island; you know when your mind has made peace within yourself, you start to believe in yourself and start feeling a lot happier I’m yourself.
It’s like a poisonous venom from a snake that comes in cycles from having a really good few months; then that starts to arises inside you, along side with the sea and the storms had started to crash and everything around. Then your knocked out for six and when you come back round there you are back at that stupid island for months trying to take your mind of it and win your life back. Yet you get further and further away knowing you’re going to win one day and that’s when your going to say goodbye for good to that island.
Wether you believe this true or not it’s your opinion and no one else’s. I know the truth and that all matters to me.
I remember the day that you and I must make a pact; we must bring our salvation back where there the love is because I’ll be there standing right next to you, no matter what happens as I’ll reach my hand out to you and I’ll have my faith in all what you do as you know that I’ll be there.
I could hear you making your promises saying “I’ll be there to comfort you; build my world of dreams around you, I’m so glad that I found you and I’ll be there with a love that’s strong and I’ll be your strength when you can’t carrying on and I’ll keep holding on because I know your having a rough patch once in awhile. Yes I will. Let me fill your heart with and laughter; togetherness is all I’m after, I know you know that you want the same and whenever you need me I will be there. I will be there to protect you with unselfish love and I respect you just call my name and I’ll be there.”