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  • Music Monday – Praying For Time

    January 2, 2017

    It has been a week since the news of George Michael’s death shook the world and I’m still not quite over it.  I remember his beginnings on MTV and listened to his music through the years so it’s very personal to me.   I pray that he will find the peace that had eluded him for so long.

    Luckily for us all, his beautiful voice lives on through his music and so I’ve chosen his song “Praying For Time” as this year’s first Music Monday.  It is a good time for this one as so much has changed in the landscape since it was first released in 1990. I think it speaks for itself so I won’t comment.  Listen without prejudice.  RIP George Michael. :-(

    These are the days of the open hand
    They will not be the last
    Look around now
    These are the days of the beggars and the choosers

    This is the year of the hungry man
    Whose place is in the past
    Hand in hand with ignorance
    And legitimate excuses

    The rich declare themselves poor
    And most of us are not sure
    If we have too much
    But we’ll take our chances
    ’cause God’s stopped keeping score
    I guess somewhere along the way
    He must have let us all out to play
    Turned his back and all God’s children
    Crept out the back door

    And it’s hard to love, there’s so much to hate
    Hanging on to hope When there is no hope to speak of
    And the wounded skies above say it’s much too late
    Well maybe we should all be praying for time

    These are the days of the empty hand
    Oh you hold on to what you can
    And charity is a coat you wear twice a year

    This is the year of the guilty man
    Your television takes a stand
    And you find that what was over there is over here

    So you scream from behind your door
    Say “what’s mine is mine and not yours”
    I may have too much but I’ll take my chances
    Because God’s stopped keeping score
    And you cling to the things they sold you
    Did you cover your eyes when they told you
    That He can’t come back
    Beacuse He has no children to come back for

    It’s hard to love there’s so much to hate
    Hanging on to hope when there is no hope to speak of
    And the wounded skies above say it’s much too late
    So maybe we should all be praying for time

     

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