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Hold your head up high and put on a happy face.
Good things are coming your way.
Call it what you will be it karma, fate, or grace.
Good things are coming your way.
Don’t tell me that the future’s looking bleak.
Don’t say that life has lost all its mystique.
Don’t sit there on your duff and just complain.
Find the silver lining and forget about the rain.
Don’t act as if the sky is falling down.
Don’t let your face be frozen in a frown.
Don’t concentrate on cups that aren’t half-full.
Shake off all your worries, though we know it’s difficult.
Don’t let the bad news make you lose your smile.
Don’t let judgmental people change your style.
Don’t let the shadows ever dim your light.
Chase away those boogiemen and keep the sun in sight.
Hold your head up high and put on a happy face.
Good things are coming your way.
Call it what you will be it karma, fate, or grace.
Good things are coming your way.
Sometimes I just want to get away,
break free from all this heartache—
and anger, I must say.
Be free to roam
without hurt in my heart,
break away from the aggravation
that’s tearing me apart.
I need someone to see my struggle,
to truly understand
why a good person
is always stepped on by an unseen hand.
By “man” I mean society,
by “person” I mean you.
Living in depression
leaves one disgruntled and blue.
Not knowing the next move,
not knowing the next step.
Be careful, my friend—
the pressure will build up yet.
All in your mind,
all in your heart,
broken promises and shattered trust
tear your world apart.
Broken hearts, broken promises—
need I say?
They leave you wandering
in confusion and dismay.
Break free from the chaos
that holds you back.
You have determination—
a strong will you do not lack.
Hold your head up high,
stand proud and strong.
When trouble arises,
you’ll be the first they call upon.
look me in my eyes but dont show signs of fear
call me with a whistle thats how i know your here
walk me with conviction and hold your head up high
because for you and only you, you know that i will die
if you feed me when im hungry and rub my head and chest
i will protect you to the end with my last dieing breath
people call me vicious and say that im no good
but a heart of a true pit bull is something they never understood
i use to fight for you and you knew i never quit
i never understood why you threw me in that pit
its time for you to take a stand and speak in my stead
because a pit without its owner might as well be dead
loyalty to our owner was our only goal in mind
our stories told through history in books and over time
the "pit" is our domain where we matched in dirt and mudd
and whence the chain came of our necks our breed was forged in blood
when we crossed that line a cur you will not see
because a dog that turns its tail is dog that will not be
this was our way of life this was also our creed
without the game in us you have lost the entire breed
The countryside sometimes brings peace to your soul it is where you want to be when your spirit grows old, when your heart is ripping out and you cannot find an outlet to shout that is where you should go to get rid of the stress and release the anxiety.
Not everywhere you can call home, you have to look for somewhere profound to roam, the grass has covered the land and there is nowhere to stand except in the middle of road.
Midnight is barking around the town and the traffic is running up and down, the music is playing in the background, and she stand at the window in her night gown looking beyond the horizon, the night gets louder and the satellites in the sky with its flickering lights stood over the house and pull the cloud over its nose.
I wonder what she was thinking when she starts singing that awful hymn, something must have flashed across her mind and suddenly she burst out in tears and start to cry and the night drift and drift and slowly fade away.
There must be something heavenly up there, it is something that you cannot see, and it connects deeply in the sea, it has an emblem and a star and something that you can piece together to solve the problem of the age-old land and your distant cousin.
I glide among the clouds looking for something to make me feel whole, but the clouds keep embracing me and destiny keeps running behind me and something magnetic keeps pulling me towards the sea. The moon is out, and the fish keeps swimming all about and the mystics in the night sky is having a conversation with the universe that is coiled around the earth.
Listen carefully to the sounds around you and keep looking at the sky above you, there are millions of stars in the sky orbiting with the moon and lighting up the earth beneath it,
Glory is shining above you and paradise is drowning beneath you and the butterflies in the garden are gazing at the honeybee stuck in the ceiling, they are piecing together a formidable plan of how to drive the foreigners off the land.
I am getting ready to embark on the next journey, and the night sky will me there with lots of things to share, hold your head up high when you fly through the clouds.
sometimes it may feel like you are at the end of the road
and you may feel that you just can't go on
but i encourage you to hold your head up high
and to stand strong
the enemy tries to attack us in many ways
he loves it when we are down he loves it more when we cry
whatever he tires to throw at us we can still hold our head up high
we can over come any obsitcales with Jesus by our side
he will get us through any emotional roller coser ride
God will always uphold us with his mighty righteous right hand
he knows where we are going he is the one that always does understand
with Jesus by our side we have nothing to fear
for when we feel we at the end of the road a new road will appear
the enemy can never win
where one road ends a new one will begin
so try not to let anything make you feel that you're alone
for you are on the road that will lead you home. Amen.
Isaiah 35: 8 - 10.
Remember to smile
Even if you are dying inside
Remember to hold your head up high
Even if your knees feel like they want to yield
Remember to cry on the inside
Where the Lord knows your heart
Even when you feel like giving up
Remember the scars on His hands
He never gave up on you
He is still cheering for you
His unfailing love,
Has been present even when you could not love yourself
People will love you today,
Tomorrow you will be a distant memory
They will hurt you today,
Tomorrow they will act like nothing has changed
Remember to smile; it will move your soul
Remember to smile;
Tomorrow you try again…
There is a feeling in the air that tells us that destiny is drawing near; there is a hole in the ground that points us to what is going around. The moments dissolve quickly and the universe is feeling happy, but when life pulls you down, remembers that the heavens will never fall down. The corners and the back are strong, but the sides and the center are your best guide and the moments will keep you alive.
The wind is blowing through the trees, and the water has risen up to my knees, the east and the west are taking their rest, but the north and the south are getting ready to shout. It is the energy you feel when you walk down the street, you hold your head up high when in moments when you to want to cry.
The wind is blowing and it is taking me to where I am going. The wind is blowing and the plants are growing, there are several irons in the fire, and the branches are burning. The wind is moving fast, and everyone is emerging from the dark, the tension is high and the clouds are hanging in the sky. I struggle for the first hour, but when the forces were gone, I could gallivant all over the sprawling lawn.
Come with me to the stream and let me fulfill your ultimate dream, come with me to the stream and let me mirror your dream childhood dreams. The stakes are high, but the universe will walk with you and see you through.
The heat is sweltering around me, and sweat is running all over me, soaking my head straight down to the ground but big Ben was just in time to lift me up from the ground. the wind is blowing and my heart is growing, the wind is blowing and the forces are back to elevate me to the top so seizes the moment for that is all you have got.
The wind is blowing, and I know where I am going
“With confidence let success be vengeance for all that has happened to you.”
~~ The Poet ~~
Courage to take on and achieve any task.
Ongoing resilience, you wont need a mask.
Never say can’t, always be willing to try.
Forge ahead to succeed, and you will always get by.
Initiate willpower to get each job done.
Decide when you step to the plate, this will be a home run.
Each miss is just practice for that big winning moment.
Never doubt your ability, practice self atonement.
Congratulate yourself for doing your best.
Esteem is required to reach the summit of each quest.
Intend to do it well and you will.
Satisfy yourself it can be done better still.
Ask yourself if I you're ready to do your best, and wait til the answer is yes.
Simply the best isn’t impossible to achieve.
Tell yourself you can , all you have to do is believe.
Any time you dream of winning, it's possible to conceive.
Train your psyche to know ahead of time that you can do it.
Engulf yourself in the knowledge, that you will fly through it.
Offer yourself time to muster courage to face, head on any goal.
Forthright attempts made with body and soul.
Memorize affirmations that tell you to hold your head up high.
Instill a pride in yourself that you find you can live by.
New challenges will face you, attack each with determination.
Don’t wait for others to praise you, give yourself an excellent evaluation.
If he makes you laugh he will make you cry
Grandma said this, I never asked why
Don't get caught up, in all love's bliss
I'm guessing tears are not on your list.
Hear me well, I need you to get this
If he makes me laugh, he will make you cry
She said, One-day baby, the tears are going to come.
what are you going to do, scream, yell or run?
I'm preparing your heart, for that awful day,
just wanna make sure, my granddaughter will be okay.
If he makes you laugh, he will make you cry
Listen, Grandma don't and won't lie.
Remember to take your thorns with your Roses
Remember love, you chose this
I'm preparing you for what's coming soon.
This is real life and not a cartoon.
Listen, it will feel like you may want to die,
dry your tears, wipe your eyes and remember to hold your head up high.
Take heart that, tears won't last, and your anger will cease.
Please pray to the good Lord and ask him for his peace.
If he makes you laugh, he will make you cry.
So they think you are old and shouldn't live alone,
maybe you're too frail to be left on your own
Can't manage your own money or live in your own home,
apprehensive you give up and take up the tossed bone
So many years spent taking care of them,
it's your turn they'll tell you and move you right in
Deep inside you hope to turn back the time,
your life's work was them sure it will be just fine
Your full of anticipation life is going to be easier now
Soon feeling like a relic lifted up and knocked down
You have so many stories memories of days passed,
feel like every story told could soon be your last
They have no time to listen they heard it all before,
tell you they'll talk later as they rush through the door
Feeling like a burden wondering what to do,
no one seems to care about the trials you've been through
To them, you're just repeating things already heard,
but if they'd stop to listen your words are not absurd
Everyone keeps talking about the day you will die,
and who gets what & how your property will divide
Not wanting to wait they reach out with dirty hands,
to take what's in reach they can't wait for the end
You start to feel decrepit and feel your life's a sin,
its a bad situation that no one wins in the end
You find yourself weaker something isn't right,
don't talk to old friends feeling like a fright
Every day grows longer you can't wait for the night,
no one even gets it it's such a dismal plight
You sleep and sleep and sleep to escape reality,
your youth is long faded along with vitality
Closing your mind eye reaching for your partner's hand,
but alone in your bed, this was not the master plan
The dream realm is all you see through the haze,
you lift your eyes up & meet your lost love's gaze
But please don't go too soon to that alternate reality,
there are those that still need to hear the words you speak
Stop dwelling on real or perceived infirmities
or without warning, it will drain your remaining vitality
When you think of death or of the dying that they speak,
hold your head up high and breathe life into the scene
Change your attitude don't die it's not a dream
the younger generation you still need to lead
Hold onto your life and sow a precious seed,
life is worth living don't lose it in a dream