Monday, November 14, 2011

Timshel

Broken and shattered and trying to put the pieces back together...
to be stronger on the other side...

This song moves me...

Timshel - Mumford and Son

Cold is the water
It freezes your already cold mind
Already cold, cold, mind
And death is at your doorstep
And it will steal your innocence
But it will not steal your substance

But you are not alone in this
and you are not alone in this
As brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand
Hold your hand

And you are the mother
The mother of your baby child
The one to whom you gave life
And you have your choices
And these are what make man great
His ladder to the stars

But you are not alone in this
And you are not alone in this
As brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand
Hold your hand

But I will tell the night
And whisper, "Lose your sight"
But I can't move the mountains for you


The Hebrew word Timshel - 'thou mayest'
we have a choice... for if we 'mayest' so too then we 'mayest not'
triumph over "sin"... "ignorance"...
Choices... every day...









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