
YFriday, July 21, 2006
'Happiness is simply a longing for repetition' -- Milan Kundera
I lurve Isha's new album, Time and Again ( adult contemporary / pop ). Martha gave me this album as a gift. ( Ghaaa-aaad! I wish she knew how much i loved it ) Anyhow, i've realized that people can't really satisfy their hunger for happiness. Like a craving or addiction, a vehement desire that keeps on haunting us even more..
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I'd like to share this song by Sheryl Crow with Sarah Mclachlan...
I am also posting the lyrics, so there.. Enjoy.
Difficult Kind
I think I was wrong
I think you were right
All my angry words
Will keep me up at night
Through the old screen door
I still hear you say
Honey won't you stop
Treating me that way
If you could only see
What love has made of me
Then I'd no longer be in your mind
The difficult kind
Cause babe I've changed
Tell it to me slow
Tell me with your eyes
If anyone should know
How to let it slide
I swear I can see you
Coming up the drive
There ain't nothing like regret
To remind you you're alive
If you could only see
What love has made of me
Then I'd no longer be in your mind
The difficult kind
Cause babe I've changed
I crossed the canyon a thousand times
But never noticed what was mine
What you'll remember of me tonight
Well, it almost makes me cry
Yeah, it almost makes me cry
Oh ballbreaking moon and ridiculing stars
The older I get, the closer you are
Don't you have somewhere that you need to be
Instead of hanging here making a fool of me
If you could only see
What love has made of me
Then I'd no longer be in your mind
The difficult kind
But you won't see the change in me
If you could only see
What love has made of me
But I'll forever be in your mind
The difficult kind
But you won't see, no you won't see
The good in me
But babe I've changed
Cause babe I've changed
To hear the song Click Here.
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It doesn't matter how long we may have been stuck in a sense of our limitations. If we go into a darkened room and turn on the light, it doesn't matter if the room has been dark for a day, a week, or ten thousand years - we turn on the light and it is illuminated. Once we control our capacity for love and happiness, the light has been turned on.
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