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Measuring the Distance
04:06
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Measuring the distance
There’s a rabbit in a field, and he’s measuring the distance
Between the reality and the perception of his life
He says, “I’m not cute I sleep around; I lie in holes beneath the ground
But at least I don’t shoot people with my gun
At least I won’t be shooting at anyone”
There’s a monk in his cell, and he’s measuring the distance
Between the Bible and the Koran in theological miles
He says, “If I don’t have a ruler, then my measurements will be peculiar
So I wonder who can help me out with that
Who is going to wear that kind of hat?”
Chorus
Things are not always quite what they seem
There’s a distance between the daylight and the dream
Days are not always quite what we intend
But I hope we’ll get it right in the end
There’s a fool on the hill and he’s measuring the distance
Between where he is and where he ought to be
He says, “every time I move my calculations are disproved
And I have to start the process over again
I’m beginning the think this problem will never end
Lucie Brown was on a stool in the corner of the room
And she was measuring the distance between her ears
She says, “I don’t understand the question, but I’m following the suggestion”
And you know we haven’t laughed so much in years
Cos she was measuring the space between her ears.
Chorus
There’s a man on a hill and he’s measuring the distance
between heaven and earth by stretching out his arms
between heaven and earth by stretching out his arms
Chorus
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Candida Casa
03:50
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Candida Casa
I walked these deserts, long before I knew you;
Oh sweet Desert Fathers, teach us how to pray.
I searched for secrets, deep within this land;
The spirits of our saints were there, guiding us, reminding us.
I sang in liturgies, freer than the wind;
Teach us how to lose ourselves, you bards of yesterday.
Dazzled by the woven chord, tradition not the past;
The spirits of our prophets sang, guiding us, reminding us.
I see the broken strands, the culture of divide;
Oh sweet Celtic Christians, teach us what we lost.
Your wider family, your hospitality;
The fire of your community, rebuilding us, redeeming us.
Candida Casa, this shining house,
Heavenly father, is built by you,
And by your son, it is restored,
And in your Spirit, like sunlight is bathed.
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Orange and Blue
05:41
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Orange and blue
You can’t see the world from the outside
And that’s what you’re doing here
Taking a look around
You can’t hear the sounds unless you’re around
And that’s why you’re listening
And not just drowning out
I swore I would sit here and write this song
And these words come forth like a kiss
From a girl that I surely miss
I put pen to paper but it’s too hard to see
I know that I’m writing
But I don’t think the words are from me
Between the night sky and the sea
The lights of a sleeping town
Shadows cast softly on the waves
Hiding the strength below
Under the surface lies
Under the tears you cry
Under the asking why
And there will be worlds above this and beyond
A place where my heart can rest
A place where my spirit soars
I swear I once lived a life bigger than this
Somewhere between restless sea
And here on the quiet shore
There are only two moments that matter
Now and forever
For all our endeavour
Without either one we will get nothing done
All is forgotten
Our fruits become rotten
Between the orange and the blue
I have found something new
As sure as the waves crash on the stones
I know this is my home
Here between sea and shore
Here between peace and war
Searching for something more
Here between heaven and earth
Searching for all I’m worth
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A Change is Coming
04:30
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A change is coming,
The songs we sung will fade away
A new generation with something to say
New colours on the poor man’s shirt
New Places to hide the hurt
Another turn of the hourglass
Styles and fashions come and pass
But maybe this time something real
Comes to light as the days reveal
A change is coming,
The river is running
The drums are drumming
But the view is stunning
This is a roller coaster we are on
And soon this day will be gone
So remember as you start to fall
Now is the best time of all
The page we wrote will soon be deleted
All our schemes and plans defeated
From multi national multi million dollar
Down to the people living in squalor
No one gets above the tide
That rises up on every side
Maybe it cleans or maybe it destroys
Maybe it just shorts out your electrical toys
A change is coming,
The river is running
The drums are drumming
But the view is stunning
This is a roller coaster we are on…
Stocks and shares will rise and fall
And the rich get left with nothing at all
The first are last and the last get sick
Of living under the rich mans stick
The wind will shift, the maps will change
Google earth will rearrange
Names adjust and governments reorder
To compensate for moving borders
A change is coming,
The water is rising
But there’s no disguising
But the view is appetizing
This is a roller coaster we are on
And soon this day will be gone
So remember as you start to fall
Now is the best time of all
This is a roller coaster we are on
And soon this day will be gone
So remember when you hear the call
Now is the only time to fall
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When I Survey
04:42
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When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
His dying crimson like a robe,
Spreads o'er his body on the tree;
Then am i dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
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Deep Roots
04:11
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Give Me the Faith
03:46
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Give me the faith which can remove
and sink the mountain to a plain;
give me the childlike praying love,
which longs to build thy house again;
thy love, let it my heart o'er-power,
and all my simple soul devour.
I would the precious time redeem,
and longer live for this along,
to spend and to be spent for them
who have not yet my Savior known;
fully on these my mission prove,
and only breathe, to breathe thy love.
My talents, gifts, and graces, Lord,
into thy blessed hands receive;
and let me live to preach thy word,
and let me to thy glory live;
my every sacred moment spend
in publishing the sinner's Friend.
Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart
with boundless charity divine,
so shall I all my strength exert,
and love them with a zeal like thine,
and lead them to thy open side,
the sheep for whom the Shepherd died.
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8. |
The World is my Parish
05:22
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Pete Brazier Leeds, UK
Pete Brazier is a singer/songwriter, music producer, artist and Fractal Theologian. He has been writing songs since the age of 4 and recording since the age of 16. He is also a minister in the British Methodist Church.
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