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Sunday, April 15, 2001

I have other things to say, but for right now, this song is running through my head and I can't help but listen to it over and over, crying as my voice cracks...it's by Sarah McLachlin on her Surfacing CD or her Rairities, B-Sides, and Others albums. (both highly recommended)

Anyway...

Full Of Grace

the winter here's cold, and bitter
it's chilled us to the bone
we haven't seen the sun for weeks
too long; too far from home
I feel just like I'm sinking
and I claw for solid ground
I'm pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
oh darkness I feel like letting go

if all of the strength and all of the courage
come and lift me from this place
I know I could love you much better than this
full of grace
full of grace
my love

so it's better this way, I said
having seen this place before
where everything we say and do
hurts us a little more
its just that we stayed, too long
in the same old sickly skin
I'm pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
oh darkness I feel like letting go...

if all of the strength
and all of the courage
come and lift me from this place
I know I could love you much better than this
full of grace
full of grace
my love
I know I could love you much better then this
it's better this way...

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