State of Heart

As an occasional reader in the bloggisphere, I am easily annoyed with those that frequently post songs.   I am on your blog because I want to read what you have to say.  Yet, I now find myself as a musician (using that term loosely) and singer (slightly more accurate), with few words (withhold snickering); as such, it is the power of music and articulation of other, more adept artists, that seem to best express my current state of heart and mind.  Please indulge (or forgive) me...

Who can hold the stars
And my weary heart?
Who can see everything?

I've fallen so hard
Sometimes I feel so far
But not beyond your reach

I could climb a mountain
Swim the ocean
Or do anything
But it's when you hold me
That I start unfolding
And all I can say is

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
Help me to sing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
I'll choose to sing hallelujah

The same sun that
Rises over castles
And welcomes the day

Spills over buildings
Into the streets
Where orphans play

And only you can see the good
In broken things
You took my heart of stone
And you made it home
And set this prisoner free

Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
Help me to sing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Whatever's in front of me
I'll choose to sing hallelujah

 (Bethany Dillon - I first heard this on Pandora where she does a complete acoustic version...beautiful.)

Whatever's in front of me help me sing hallelujah...