Date: 2011-04-29 19:50 Security: Public xpost http://soph.livejournal.com/218968.html Mood: contemplative Tags: filk, link, religion, song lyrics, spirituality Subject: Just beyond the moon...

Most people reading this journal will know that although I used to be a Christian, I'm not any more. (I won't go into why in this post, but I'm willing to talk about it if you want to hear.) I'm not a member of any other religion either.

But I'm not an atheist - far from it. Some people have asked me why I'm not an atheist. And rather than responding in full, I'm going to post the lyrics of a song that I absolutely adore, called "Just Beyond", created and sung by Mich Sampson. She's an extremely talented musician who I've met going to various filk events, and she's given me permission to post these. I'd also highly recommend listening to the original; it's available to listen online along with other songs that she's made. This song in particular is beautiful, and resonates strongly with me.

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Just Beyond
Mich Sampson (listen online)

I remember as a child
looking out my window
and seeing how the trees made funny shapes against the stars,
and wondering what they felt,
as they brushed their branches against the moon
and struggled in the breeze...

It's not so different now:
at my desk, Monday morning, close my eyes...
remember how I felt
one cold spring night,
when I gazed up into the sky,
and thought there might be...

...be God,
be aliens,
be a world of dreams,
be my own imagination?
I didn't care.
I thought there was something there;
just beyond the moon,
just beyond my hand...
...maybe.

It's hard to believe,
when you're dealing with the little things
and all of life's mundalities.
I take the time to hope;
read history and fairy tales,
read the scientific news.
For just beyond the moon,
just beyond my hand,
maybe there's something that I don't understand...

...be God,
be aliens,
be a world of stories,
be my own imagination...
I don't care.
Please let there be something there;
just beyond the moon,
just beyond my hand...
...maybe?

Just beyond the moon,
just beyond my hand...

(instrumental)

Some people think we're strange -
that we've got our heads above the clouds
and never fall to earth.
But that's how we keep sane;
if we can hold on to the faith or hope
that there is something more.
For just beyond the moon,
just beyond our hands,
maybe there's something that we don't understand.

Be God,
be aliens,
be a world of spirit,
be our own imaginations...
let them stare.
We pray there is something there;
just beyond the moon,
just beyond our hands... maybe.

Just beyond the moon,
just beyond our hands... maybe.

Just beyond the moon,
just beyond our hands...

...maybe...

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Date: 2009-05-21 21:54 Security: Public Mood: okay Tags: song lyrics Subject: Can you hold on for one more day?

I know this pain;
why do you lock yourself up in these chains?
No-one can change your life except for you -
don't ever let anyone step all over you.
Just open your heart and your mind, mmm;
is it really fair to feel this way inside?

Oh, some day somebody's gonna make you wanna turn around and say goodbye.
Until then, baby, are you gonna let them hold you down and make you cry?
Don't you know, don't you know things could change, things'll go your way
if you hold on for one more day...
can you hold on for one more day? Things'll go your way;
hold on for one more day.

You could sustain,
mmmmm, or are you comfortable with the pain?
You've got no-one to blame for your unhappiness; (no, baby)
you got yourself into your own mess.
Let all your worries pass you by;
Don't you think it's worth the time to change your mind? (no, no)

Some day somebody's gonna make you wanna turn around and say goodbye.
Until then, baby, are you gonna let them hold you down and make you cry?
Don't you know, don't you know things could change, things'll go your way
if you hold on for one more day...
can you hold on for one more day? Things'll go your way; (oh, things'll go your way...)
hold on for one more day.

I know that there is pain,
but you hold on for one more day,
and you break free from the chains.
Yeah, I know that there is pain,
but you hold on for one more day,
and you break free, break from the chains.

Some day somebody's gonna make you wanna turn around and say goodbye.
Until then, baby, are you gonna let them hold you down and make you cry?
Don't you know, don't you know things could change, things'll go your way
if you hold on for one more day, yeah,
if you hold on...

Don't you know things could change, things'll go your way
if you hold on for one more day...
can you hold on?
Can you hold on?

-- Wilson Phillips, "Hold On"

I was talking to ceiranjamie the other day. I was in a rather bad state; kind of filled with doom and gloom about my predicament with regards to moving. While she didn't mention the song above, her advice was very similar in respects.

At some point I'm going to make a post about my moving situation; it'll almost certainly be friends-only on DW, though. (Most of my entries on LJ are FO; I want to try to be a bit more open on DW, where I can.)

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