December 24, 2011

Fallen






Along with some seriously awesome Christmas tunes, Husband and I have been rocking this one out lately. It's very poignant for those in the Dead Dads Club.


This song is a 2011-version of the hard core moster ballad. Enjoy.



Feel the sadness burning in my heart
You left too early father love
So many things I should have said
But in your mind you knew it well


Holding on to what I got and love
But things still seems so dark and cold
The fire burning down my happiness
But I will rise


So proud and strong you truly were
I took it with me as a tool
A gift from father to his only son
Watching over me with eagle eyes
You gave me freedom to a love
Where dreams are born and truly became real


See me falling, yeah down and lonely
Are the angels on their way, I'm in the dirt
Hear me screaming, see me bleeding
'Cause the days are no more the same without you


Promise me my son you always will
Cherish what you love believing in
Never lose your values, stand up for the day
Oh, dear father, I thank you for the years
I'm writing this song on your desk
Together we can make it through the day


See me falling, yeah down and lonely
Are the angels on their way, I'm in the dirt
Hear me screaming, see me bleeding
'Cause the days are no more the same without you


See me falling, yeah down and lonely
Are the angels on their way, I'm in the dirt
Hear me screaming, see me bleeding
'Cause the days are no more the same without you


See me falling, yeah down and lonely
Are the angels on their way, I'm in the dirt
Hear me screaming, see me bleeding
'Cause the days are no more the same without you



There won't be blog posts again until next week, as we are in full-on Donky Kong Chrismas mode tomorrow hosting the famiy feast.  We're serving glazed honey ham, cheese and potato casserole, fresh veggies, little smokies, appetizers, and Aunt Barb's chocolate orange drops - and that's only what I'm making.

Until next week then, Friends, please do enjoy this wonderful holiday with your family and friends. I wish you the love of GIVING. I wish you the warmth of knowing that God sent his only Son for YOU, as his gift of life. I also wish you comfy Hollister sweatpants and delicious Kahlua.

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