Lyrical Me.

So I had to write an essay for creative writing. I ended up writing an essay about my spiritual journey using completely almost all lyrics from Delirious? songs I like. It took me forever and they used to be referenced and stuff but that was just too confusing.

"Looking into yesterday and all the dreams that heaven sent... and when I stand upon the land I threw the dreams into the sea. Maybe they will rise again." What I wanted yesterday is not so much what I want today. I change and I grow everyday. I’m never the same person twice. Lately "I’ve been standing with a blazing torch I’ve been looking where to run" and "I wont be satisfied ‘till I find what I’ve come for." But I guess that’s just who I am, always looking for something more, something deeper in the simple things. "It’s the simple things that satisfy, keep my feet on the ground and my head in the sky." "What can I do with my obsession with the things I cannot see? Is there madness in my being?" I once thought so. There was a time when I cried "I’m shaken up, I’m falling down, I’m feeling like the rug’s been pulled. Beneath my feet there’s shifting ground." My world was falling apart. I was thinking; "What is going on? Living on this roller coaster, up and down, twisting, turning, bruising, burning." I was confused. I was broken. Until one day when I was up in the mountains. A man was speaking to my youth group. He said "Jesus’ blood never fails me." "Did you feel the mountains tremble? Did you hear the oceans roar?" I did. I then realized "In a world where it’s love betrays, there is a light that will save the day." Then my song changed. I was now crying "oh lead me, to the place where I can find you." Then I made the decision "It’s time to take the path where many seem to fall."
Questions started flooding my mind. Questions like "why?" and "Oh when, will I learn from this?" "Why do you let us walk upon a cliff so steep when deep below the sea there lies a bed of gold? And if this should be my battle place, don’t let me fall, don’t let me fall." I cried "Keep me" "Can you hear me when there’s no sound?" Then my group started singing. We started my first worship session. I then realized "I love to sing with the angels" "Did you feel the darkness tremble when all the saints joined in one song? When all the streams flowed as one river to wash away our brokenness?" "Can you hear the sound that’s rising from all the corners of the earth?... Can you hear the praise? It’s louder than the radio." "A time of jubilee is coming." I was energized. I was alive. Inside I was screaming "Open up the doors and let the music play! Let the streets resound with singing!" "Investigate, I can’t wait. Excavate, recreate." I wanted to "Shout it out! From every rooftop sing! For now I know that God is for me not against me!" I went home from the mountain feeling good. Everything was in perspective. I went home singing, "The cross was the shame of the world, but the glory of God" but no one really understood what I was talking about. "And I’ve never felt so alien." "I’m on the outside looking in," but that was ok. All of a sudden I realized "I’m on the mezzanine floor, never been here before, its a lonely place" but I made up my mind "I’m gonna stand, I’m gonna run." "I’m not backing down." "I wont change my mind on the choices I’ve made." I started growing deeper in my faith. I started growing as a Christian. I started to break my own boundaries. I started to wonder, "Can I be somebody? Not what they want me to be. Just a pale reflection of what you want me to be." It wasn’t all fun and games, it was hard "Gravity’s pulling me, but heaven is calling me." "This world can get me all undone and I’m frightened I’m the only one. I wrestle with the thoughts I keep if I sow the seed of arrogance in its loneliness I’ll reap." By this time I was now entering my teens. I pretty much had my identity. I knew who I was, I knew what I believed. I didn’t think anything could bring me down. Then my big brother died. I was broken. "Here I am, in that old place again, down on my face again." "Sorrow came to steal my hope away, only tears can tell of this holy hour. This mountain’s high, too high." Instead of sinking into a hole I relied on my faith and I pulled out of it. "I want to sing again for my brother now, and find my way down this mountain." That pretty much brings us to where I am now. "Looking out like a little child, holding tight when it all gets wild." "Lifted up, I’ve climbed with the strength ahead, right to this mountain top." It "feels like it’s time to dream again." "I feel crazy when I dream like this." I’m singing again. "You may not hear it on the radio but you can feel it in the air." "Hear the sound, let it shake the ground." "Feel the music because it’s time to dance." I’m in a whole new place, it’s like my whole life is now "waiting for the summer." "I’m at this bolted door, and I’m coming through without permission. If I go they say I’m wrong. If I stay there’ll be no song." "I’m grabbing for miracles" I’ve got a new perspective, I’ve got new hope. "Yes it’s true today that when people stand with the fire of God and the truth in hand, we’ll see miracles. We’ll see angels sing. We’ll see broken hearts making history. I’m going to be a history maker." "Take me or leave me, don’t have to believe me." "I have to say I put on the line all of my faith all of the time." And even still, "tears sometimes fall upon my face, and join the oil of gladness." "I know uncertainty but truth lights the way." "I’m walking in the light, for its light that changes the atmosphere." And now "the tightrope’s swinging high, teach me to fly" "I’ve got wings so watch me fly." "So wake me, shake me, keep me sharp." "These are the days that we’ll look back upon when we’re old. Give me tomorrow because I cannot wait another day." "Grace is my story, hope is my song. God has been so good to me."


I always said d:? was the soundtrack for my life. Here's proof.