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Build A Bridge

  • Posted on November 3, 2009 at 9:57 am

These are the lyrics to the song that I mentioned in my previous post, “Those Damn Walls”.     

 

Build A Bridge

From across the crowded room, I see you look at me and I melt inside.

I can’t let you see, just what you do to me.  No, I’ve got to hide.

I’ve been building these walls, all around my heart for oh, so long.

I can’t remember why.  It’s just what I do.

 

When I look back at you, I see it in your eyes.  You feel it, too.

But you would never say that I might be the one.  No, you’ve got to hide.

You’ve been building those walls all around your heart for oh, so long.

You don’t remember why.  It’s just what you do.

 

Now you’re holding me close, we dance across the floor to a slow song.

Your heart beats with mine, in perfect time.  It’s meant to be.

So, why should there be walls to keep us apart when it feels so right?

Let’s build a bridge to each other’s heart.  Let’s take a chance.

 

Let’s tear these walls down and build a bridge to each other’s heart.

Let’s tear these walls down and build a bridge…

…and let’s cross over.

~ D ~

Copyright 2007 – Denise Gilreath ©

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In The Arms of My Father

  • Posted on October 26, 2009 at 2:52 pm

These are the lyrics to a song that I wrote in 2005.  It is a tribute to my father, his beliefs and the unconditional love that he had for me.  In 2007, after learning a little bit about the guitar, I was able to put music to the lyrics.  Whenever I play and sing this song, I can almost feel my father’s arms around me again.  It brings me peace.   

 

In The Arms of My Father

Verse 1

When I was a child I always knew there was a place that I could go

When the pain and fear of life would get me down.

I’d climb up in my father’s lap and he’d smile and look at me.

Then he’d wrap his arms around me and the world would go away.

Chorus 1

In the arms of my father, there was always peace and love;

No matter what I’d done or where I’d been.

He was always there reaching out to me with his arms open wide,

Saying – “Come to me, let me show you that you’ll always be my child.”

Verse 2

Now my father’s gone, but before he died he gave this gift to me;

He told me of a place that I could go.

When the world falls in around me and the pain’s too much to bear,

There’s a heavenly Father waiting with his arms open wide.

Chorus 2

In the arms of my Father, there is always peace and love;

No matter what I’ve done or where I’ve been.

He is always there reaching out to me with his arms open wide,

Saying – “Come to me, let me show you that you’ll always be my child.”

Verse 3

So when the cares of life get you down and the tears begin to fall,

Remember there’s a place that you can go.

Just climb up in your Father’s lap and he’ll smile and look at you.

Then he’ll wrap his arms around you and the world will go away.

Chorus 3

In the arms of your Father, there is always peace and love;

No matter what you’ve done or where you’ve been.

He is always there reaching out to you with his arms open wide,

Saying – “Come to me, let me show you that you’ll always be my child.”

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He is always there reaching out to you with his arms open wide,

Saying – “Come to me, let me show you that you’ll always be my child.”

~ D ~

Copyright 2005 – Denise Gilreath ©

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Thru My Own Eyes

  • Posted on October 19, 2009 at 6:13 pm

In 2006, my life circumstances changed drastically and I found myself on my own for the very first time.  On New Year’s Day 2007, I picked up an acoustic guitar and decided to learn how to play it.  For six months I couldn’t put it down. The lyrics and music just seemed to pour out of me at times.   The song ”Thru My Own Eyes” was born out of that experience and has become the inspiration for this website.  These are the lyrics.

 

Thru My Own Eyes

I’m gonna live, I’m gonna breathe, I’m gonna fly.

I’m gonna see the world for the first time…

 

I’ve lived my life for you, gave you all I had to give

What you wanted, what you needed, I disappeared.

But lately I’ve been changin’, I’m breakin’ free

Movin’ on, it’s my time…I’ve just got to be me!

 

I’m gonna live, I’m gonna breathe, I’m gonna fly.

I’m gonna see the world for the first time,

Thru my own eyes!

 

For far too long I’ve seen the world thru your eyes

Heard your stories, saw your pictures and wished it was me.

But now the time has come to see it all for myself

Every new day is my day…it’s all about me!

 

I’m gonna live, I’m gonna breathe, I’m gonna fly.

I’m gonna see the world for the first time,

Thru my own eyes!

Thru my own eyes!

Thru my own eyes!

~ D ~

Copyright 2007 – Denise Gilreath ©

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Free to Fly

  • Posted on October 16, 2009 at 2:08 pm

Free to Fly

I’ve been walking down this winding road

of memories that seem to hold

the reasons why I’m where I am today.

The further down this road I go,

the more I feel I need to know

the secrets that I’ve locked away inside.

The hills I climb they seem so hard for me;

each blinding curve brings back a memory

that somehow makes me feel the hurt again

 

Throughout our lives we all have things

that bind us up inside.

The hurt, the pain, the memories;

they’re all the reasons why

we just can’t seem to leave the ground

when we decide to fly.

 .

The tears they fall just like a pouring rain.

They wash away that winding road of pain.

And when the storm is gone, the sun begins to shine.

I’ve made it through and now I’m free to be.

I see a river now and it’s all new to me.

But I know I’ll make it to the other side.

A soft wind blows and it refreshes me.

I feel much lighter now, there’s nothing binding me. 

I spread my wings and I begin to fly!

 

Throughout our lives we all have things

that bind us up inside.

The hurt, the pain, the memories;

they’re all the reasons why

we just can’t seem to leave the ground

when we decide to fly.

 

So leave the past behind and spread your wings

and you’ll be free to fly!!!

~ D ~

Copyright 2008 – Denise Gilreath ©

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Like a Butterfly

  • Posted on October 15, 2009 at 3:13 pm

After nearly twenty-three years of marriage, I was divorced in late 2006.  I have spent the last three years attempting to “find myself” again.  One night, not long after my divorce, I dreamed that I was a butterfly.  The dream was so vivid and felt so real, that when I woke up I was in tears.  I felt such a sense of total peace. I knew in that moment that I was going to be ok.  I could hear a melody in my head and I could feel lyrics welling up deep down inside me.  I picked up a pen and this is what I wrote.  

 

Like a Butterfly

I had a dream last night

that I took to the sky

just like a butterfly.

I spread my wings

and I opened my eyes

and I began to fly.

The wind in my hair

and the freedom I felt;

it all was new to me.

It seemed so right to me

’cause it was who I was meant to be.

I followed the breeze

as it blew thru the trees;

and I felt so alive.

I danced on the wind

and I sang a new song;

I was flying so high.

I flew over a place

that brought a smile to my face;

there were flowers there.

 

It seemed so right to me

’cause it was where I was meant to be.

The flowers stood tall,

I could smell their perfume

and then they called to me.

The closer I got,

I felt them tug at my heart;

they really needed me.

I kissed every one

with the love that I felt

and they began to smile.

It seemed so right to me

’cause it was what I was meant to see.

I woke up from the dream,

I opened my eyes

and I began to cry.

The tears on my face

were there to erase

all the pain inside.

Like a kiss from above

I could feel the love

and the freedom it brought.

It was so right for me

’cause this is who I am meant to be.

I was born to touch the sky;

just like that Butterfly!

~ D ~

Copyright 2008 – Denise Gilreath ©

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