I haven't had much to say lately and tonight isn't any different. However, I do want to say something but lack the words - so I will share what is on my mind through the lyrics of one of my favorite songs. This is "How Can I Keep From Singing" by Enya.
My life goes on in endless song above earth's lamentations,
I hear the real, though far-off hymn that hails a new creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife I hear its music ringing,
It sounds an echo in my soul. How can I keep from singing?
While though the tempest loudly roars, I hear the truth, it liveth.
And though the darkness 'round me close,songs in the night it giveth.
No storm can shake my inner most calm, while to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is lord of heaven and earthhow can I keep from singing?
When tyrants tremble in their fear and hear their death knell ringing,
when friends rejoice both far and near how can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile our thoughts to them are winging,
when friends by shame are undefiled
how can I keep from singing?