| Prodigal- Casting Crowns
Living on my own, thinking for myself Castles in sand, temporary wealth Walls are falling down, storms are closing in Tears have filled my eyes, here I am again
And I've held out as long as I can Now I'm letting go and holding out my hand Daddy, here I am again, will you take me back tonight I went and made the world my friend, and it left me high and dry I dragged Your name back through the mud That You first found me in Not worthy to be called Your son Is this to be my end? Daddy, here I am Here I am again
Curse this morning sun, drags me in to one more day Of reaping what I've sown, of living with my shame Welcome to my world, and the life that I have made Where one day you're a prince, the next day your a slave |
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| so, yeah....i pretty much just ate an entire container of almonds. bleh. |
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| caroline street-raced a bus, and won. |
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| the skunks seem to be reproducing quite rapidly....and then getting struck by cars.
its a stinky city we live in. |
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| Ha. I'm not going to school tomorrow. |
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