"You hold your hands like they were broken."

Well, in about an hour, another birthday is in the books. This was one good birthday though. A little moneymakin' at Redskin Park, some Red Robin Chocolate shake with my bro and my dad, and some Killian's Irish Red and Rolling Rock at Friday's with the band and other peoples.

A good day.

So now I am just chilling out to Matt Pond PA and thinking about the day, the next song that can save the world, Battlestar Galactica, and the dream I had last night.
Actually now i am just thinking about the last one. Man, it was good.

In case you haven't heard, I will not be at Messiah tomorrow. But I will be there on Monday.

I was thinking at work today. About the different names for God and such. There's alot: Prince of Peace, Abba Father, "God with us", Lord of Lords. And I'm pretty sure it's not because God likes titles. I was thinking, as I sat, that maybe it has to do with the multi-facetedness of God's nature. It seems like there are so many dimensions to Him.

I think that this is because people respond to God differently. I think that in America, we get too focused on one view of God sometimes. Maybe on the God pictured as a liberator. But it's strange. Some people don't conncect with that as much. Some people havea hard time responding to God as a Father, maybe because of past emotional and physical abuse from father figures. But they respond to God as a healer because that is what speaks most to them: the healing of God's love.

Others who are torn apart and scarred by war may not appreciate the view of God as a warrior. But they can resonate with the Prince of Peace and the view of God as a Protector. i'm not saying this to advocate the picking and choosing of what we like about God...just to point out that God has so many facets and is so great and vast that He is approachable by everyone.

That thought comforted me.

Anyways, here is song #7 in the "Song's that can save the world"


"I'm a Cuckoo"

I'm glad to see you
I had a funny dream
And you were wearing funny shoes
You were going to a dance
You were dressed like a punk but you are too young to remember

I'm glad to see you
I'm outside the house
I'm not thinking right today
I've got no energy
I'm glad that you are waiting with me
Tell me all about your day

Breaking off is misery
I see a wilderness for you and me
Punctuated by philosophy
I'm wondering how things could've been

I'm happy for you
You've made it hard for me
I counted on your company
You are staying with your friends tonight
I'm feeling sorry for myself
I keep taking everything to be a sign

I'm happy for you
But now I know this hurt is poison
Too sharp to be bled
I'm sitting on my empty bed
I'm on my empty bed
At night the fever grows it's pounding pounding

I'd rather be in Tokyo
I'd rather listen to Thin Lizzy-oh
And watch the Sunday gang in Harajuku
There's something wrong with me, I'm a cuckoo

Scary moment, lovin' every moment
I was high from playing shows
We lost a singer to her clothes
My trouble raised its ugly head
I was revealed
And I was home in bed
I was a kid again

Jesus told me, go after every coin like it was the last in the world
And protect the wayward child
But I'm a little lost sheep
I need my Bo Peep
You know I need My Shepherd here tonight

Breaking off is misery
I see a wilderness for you and me
Punctuated by philosophy
I'm wondering how things could've been

I'd like to see you
But really I should stay away
And let you settle down
I've got no claims to your crown
I was the boss of you
And I loved you
You know I loved you
It's all over now

And I was there for you
When you were lonely
I was there when you were bad
I was there when you were sad
Now it's my time of need
I'm thinking, do I have to plead to get you by my side?

I'd rather be in Tokyo
I'd rather listen to Thin Lizzy-oh
And watch the Sunday gang in Harajuku
There's something wrong with me, I'm a cuckoo.


--Brandon


"Officer, I've never gone 25."