Logic has no imagination
"Failing isn't the end of the world. Quitting is."
- moi?
"At the end of this, no one will remember what you said. But people will remember what you do."
- Arthur Smith, C.E.O. of GS1 Canada
"i want what all men want. i just want it more."
- Kobe Bryant
"Heart is what separates the good from the great"
- Michael Jordan
"Sometimes...
only the struggle makes it worth it...
only the pain makes it sweet...
and only victory is the answer"
- Nike
"When that blood gets riled up, you're still going to see some of what they say is immaturity."
"It's not what you know. It's what you can prove."
-Denzel Washington in Training Day
Lyrics:
Kanye West - I Wonder
Find your dreams come true
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
[chorus]
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means to find your dreams
I've been waiting on this my whole life
These dreams be waking me up at night
You say I think I'm never wrong
You know what, maybe you're right, aight
[chorus]
You say he get on your fucking nerves
You hope that he get what he deserves, word
Do you even remember what the issue is
You just trying to find where the tissue is
You can still be who you wish you is
It ain't happen yet
And that's what the intuition is
When you hop back in the car
Drive back to the crib
Run back to their arms
The smokescreens
The chokes and the screams
You ever wonder what it all really mean
[chorus]
And I'm back on my grind
A psychic read my lifeline
Told me in my lifetime
My name would help light up the Chicago skyline
And that's what I'm
Seven o'clock, that's primetime
Heaven'll watch, God calling from the hot lines
Why he keep giving me hot lines
I'm a star, how could I not shine
How many ladies in the house
How many ladies in the house without a spouse
Something in your blouse got me feeling so aroused
What you about
On that independent shit
Trade it all for a husband and some kids
You ever wonder what it all really mean
You ever wonder if you'll find your dreams
Thursday, November 29, 2007
This song was brought/re-brought to my attention by a wise fellow.
Trans-Siberian Orchestra - What Child is This?
What child is this Who laid to rest That I now find here sleeping? Do angels keep the dreams we seek While our hearts lie bleeding?
Could this be Christ the king Whose every breath the angels bring? Could this be the face of god, this child, the son I once carried?
What child is this Who is so blessed he changes all tomorrows? Replacing tears with reborn years In hearts once dark and hollow
Could this be Christ the king Whose every breath the angels bring? Could this be the face of god, this child, the son I once carried?
In the dead of the night As his life slips away As he reads by the light Of a star faraway
Holding on Holding off Holding out Holding in
Could you be this old And have your life just begin?
Reading by the light of a lost Christmas day It begins Reading by the light of a lost Christmas day
Tell me how many times can this story be told After all of these years it should all sound so old But it somehow rings true in the back of my mind As I search for a dream that words can no longer define
Reading by the light of a lost Christmas day And the time Reading by the light of a lost Christmas day
And the time and the years And the tears and the cost And the hopes and the dreams Of each child that is lost And the whisper of wings In the cold winter's air As the snow it comes down And visions appear everywhere
Reading by the light of a lost Christmas day In the air Reading by the light of a lost Christmas day
In the dead of the night As his life slips away As he reads by the light Of a star faraway
Holding on Holding off Holding out Holding in
Could you be this old And have your life just begin
Reading by the light of a lost Christmas day It begins Reading by the light of a lost Christmas day It begins Reading by the light of a lost Christmas day It begins Reading by the light of a lost Christmas day It begins
