Along the stairway to Heaven The angels play their harps of gold They sing hymns of ceaseless praise To the prince of peace and king of kings. He came down from Heaven to take his place as man To pay the cost we could not pay was always the plan. I walk along the stairway to Heaven It is a long and challenging climb But I keep my eyes fixed ahead and I make some progress. I do not walk alone for there are many here with me The way we make it up is to help each other. Mary made a path for us and Jesus paved the way Joseph walks beside us lending us his strength Jacob dreams a ladder stretching from Heaven to earth. The cross became the bridge with which to cross The Grand Canyon that is between us and God. Sometimes I feel like I'm close to you Other times I'm miles away and in the dark. Be with me Lord and help me on the way Lord give me strength for the journey. At times the climb is more like a battle Fighting just to keep my feet from falling But when I lose hope I think I feel you calling. The stairway to Heaven will last a lifetime There are many gone before us to help show us To guide and encourage and challenge. Following their light to the source of all light. The stairway to Heaven is not always an easy climb But it has been well worth the struggle every single time.
i want something electric, so vivid and blinding that it leaves an imprint in my vision like walking into a dark room after being in the sun i want passion so rare it leaves me foraging for whatever's left of me by the time you're gone i want to speed down the coastline [evolved yet unchanged] i don't know how to unglue myself from what you are maybe i'll keep giving into the callousness in my heart that's been growing like a cancer since the first betrayal you've used those lines before they're carved in me with lingering pains that things are an illusion and i'm here to boost your ego i've played this game long enough to know who the bad guys are but what if i'm the bad guy for escaping something stable and unwavering for a toxic replacement [albeit you're pretty easy on the eyes] teeter-tottering between saying something and actually doing it my soul on a string like a tether ball where the players are you versus everyone else and you say one thing one tiny, insincere affirmation my mind goes around the pole in circles until it's completely wrapped around the edges the way you have me singled around your rough fingers creating knots out of my insides yet all of your red flags fly violently so i swing the other direction loosening at the peak before you come back around and hold me like a child again a vicious cycle dangling a dangerous scenario in front of me like an animal eyeing food until it's clawing at your leg to rip it from your hands with their bare teeth even in my fair share of evenings i was better off not having, you're miles ahead pretending to be big kids an adult's world and my mind goes miles a minute at the thoughts you're not helping slow it down you are no more an animal than i
a single space and two bodies you are drawn to the same air as i but only (and only) sometimes i wait for the message that says "hello beautiful" sift through the crowds to reach you for "goodbye" and those days always come and go when they're here, they're here when i have nothing to show for myself i can't stand to be next to a mirror picking apart all the things you say you love about me up and awake wondering when you'll set your sights on a new shiny distraction i don't believe in putting a padlock on handcuffs and swallowing the key nothing gold can stay yet my mouth waters at the thought of pulling you in but this place is a social experiment where you and i can be whoever you want i am a social chameleon adjusting to whichever patterns and personalities fit my surroundings believer and doubter but the light and darkness aren't ambiguous just the shadows between and that's where we'll be if you let me
you flirt with me innocently through a receipt my last night at here and for the last three months i tried to justify the casual verbal and physical ****** harassment that was happening before me - to me because he was easy on the eyes and he dressed up ***** words to make them sound poetic and pretty and anything but romantic nobody had to ask why i was leaving because i didn't tell anyone except for the managers - all but one the one who is known for this pattern of taking us naïve girls to the beer cooler in the back to do anything but what was gentlemanly and i ate up every single line like they were candy hearts because he made my head blow up like a balloon he's in there now smiling like nothing's wrong and when it's blatantly obvious that everything about what he does is so wrong - even illegal - that's what merits a "what's wrong" and i don't know why i still love you because you haven't once attempted any of the things you said you would you've just pulled me so fearlessly close that i have to get as far away as possible because the "l" word scares me and you would rather her than i and you're caged up in the same home as someone you probably have to share a bed with even though you don't want to you blame it all on the way your parents raised you and the nightmare your mother had meanwhile i would've cared for you relentlessly and i do?
you're the only person that makes my words melt before i even get a chance to push them into existence it's not hard for me to talk usually yet with you i feel completely dumbfounded like the times i've stood in front of a crowd of hundreds aimlessly entertaining (i'm sure you know what that's like) i pick apart and pre-meditate every word and that's all they are you weave them together in ways that are strangely more beautiful even ****** and the eloquence of your words that flow out of you with the same ease as water escaping a glass - is the same effortless pairing i spend hours attempting to perfect most days i never get it right hell, it feels like a cliché to want someone as bad as the next girl who struts her stilettos to the bar just for a single compliment or peck on the cheek sometimes it makes me wonder if i'm any different i feel like i sink away in the everyday black but there's always something you want to say to acknowledge that hey, today i got up and tried every time you pull back it all feel so useless divided unclear messy irate i don't want your all, i just want a little bit