Ok, so I'm cheating a little. I'm going to post a song for yesterday and today combined. I kind of got busy yesterday and didn't get the song posted. I had it picked and everything. It's one that we have on our mp3 player. I love it. I have to explain before you see the lyrics...this song describes me exactly. It's about moving on from the past and letting go of things that you don't need to hang on to. It's one of my "lifesongs". I hope you enjoy it...and know that I've taken the lyrics to heart and I try to live by them. I have to do a link if you wanna listen to it because they don't have it to put on my playlist.
the youtube link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MLMXKWVgocc
I'm Done (by Tracy Lawrence)
Life hit me when I wasn't looking
It dealt me a hard hand to play
I felt betrayed and forsaken
But I been makin' the wrong people pay
I'm Done... I'm Done...
I've spent my last night in that prison
Where anger and pride were the bars
Hey I'm here to tell ya' I'm makin peace with the past
And I'm not ashamed of my scars,
But I'm done...
I'm done harbouring grudges and nursing old wounds
done clinging to grudges and singing the blues
I'm done pointing fingers at everyone else
I'm taking a long hard look at myself
A new day has begun ... And I'm done
I called up somebody who'd hurt me
We finally settled the score
I had a right to be bitter
Revenge would've been sweet
But foregiveness is what ended that war
I'm starting to see the big picture
These days i'm gettin' high off of that
No more killin' my pain with a three day binge
That train has run out of track
I'm done...
I'm done harboring grudges and nursing old wounds
done clinging to grudges and singing the blues
I'm done pointing fingers at everyone else
I'm taking a long hard look at myself
I'm spending more time with the people I love
The ones that will cry at my funeral
And i'm done feelin' hopeless no I'm not going there
I'm greeting each morning with a smile and a prayer
A new day has begun ... A new day has begun ... A new day has begun
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