Daisy, give
yourself away
Lookup at the
rain
The beautiful display
Of power and
surrender
Giving us today
And she gives
herself away
Rain, another rainy day
Comes up from the ocean
Give
herself away
She comes down easy
On rich and dead the same
And she gives herself
away
Let it
go
Daisy, Let it go
Open up
your fist
This
fallen world
Doesn’t hold your interest
It doesn’t hold your soul
Daisy, let it go
Pain, give yourself a name
Call yourself contrition
Avarice
of blame
Giving isn’t easy
Neither
is the rain
When she gives
herself away
Daisy, why another day?
Why another
sunrise
Who will take the blame
For all redemptive motion
And every rainy day
When he gives
himself away
Let it go
Daisy, let it go
Open
up your fist
This fallen world
It doesn’t hold your interest
It doesn’t
hold your soul
Daisy, let it go
Hope is the hardest thing to give up.
When a dream dies…
Yeah,
sometimes you just have to have your cry
and then
let it go.
PennyDaisy 
That sounds terribly sad.
heeeey.what’s going on?are you okay?
You just made me bust out laughing in the office. People are staring at me. Your timing and content, however unintentional, are as perfect as Sarah Walliser’s delivery. And as the former employee of a psychotic british spinster (I am not in the least exagerating) I should know.
But to the hopeful, no, unfortunately. Longing, perhaps. Doubtful that I’ll find it, but the need isn’t going away.
This is absolutely beautiful
I did that this morning for like two hours=)it wasn’t a dream really, just a canoe race but it stung because I feel like i let my team down…but it was comforting to know that Jesus and mom knew best.
I’ve thought about Avarice as a name for a child. I guess not.
hey thanks for letting me sit next to you the other……
So I sent your test email. Hope it works. Do I get to know what you were talking about up there?
that’s beautiful sarah…
God keeps making me give up russia….over and over again…for about the past five years and everything.
missed you at afterlife
He will bless you more than you can imagine.