Baby cried the day the circus came to town
cause she didn't want parades just passing by her
So she painted on a smile and took up with some clown
While she danced without a net upon the wire
I know a lot about her cos, you see
baby is an awful lot like me

Don't cry out loud
Just keep it inside, learn how to hide your feelings
Fly high and proud
And if you should fall, remember you almost had it all

baby saw that when they pulled that big top down
They left behind her dreams among the litter
The different kind of love she thought she'd found
There was nothing left but sawdust and some glitter
But baby can't be broken cos you see
She had the finest teacher-that was me-I told her

Don't cry out loud
Just keep it inside and learn how to hide your feelings
fly high and proud
and if you should fall, remember you almost had it all

its so difficult to get back on the right track but so easy to get thrown off track and thats basically how its been for the past few months. and sometimes i wonder if its just me. keeping focused is getting harder and harder and it reaches the point where i really feel like breaking. but i dont, cos theres this thread inside of me that holds me together, even when i feel like falling apart. and somehow no matter how far away i feel from Him at one point of time or another, theres still..hope (: and thats a good thing i guess im still kept very sane but just not living the way i would've liked to, or the way He would've wanted me to. gal5:25 it feels horrible but i dont find myself being driven to doing much and it just feels so spiritually dry and empty i've got a rough idea of whats holding me back and preventing me from progressing in my walk and its something that i know i have to deal with, and im gonna face up to it one way or another and i will move on.

the day is here, the time has come to sing a new song. its very clear i must move on, and sing a new song.

Oh, You keep me guessing,
Holding on tight
For the ride of my life
With You, all I can say,
There's no such thing as an ordinary day.
Since You write the script,
I must confess,
I don't always know
What will happen next,
Takes my breath away,
Takes a lot of faith,
'cause I don't know what to expect

and somehow He always seem to speak to me in ways i never understand (: i finally got to hear ginny's 'ordinary day' and whaddya know? it all fits. thank You.

i dont always know what will happen next, it takes alot of faith (:

theres no such thing as an ordinary day. (: