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Happy in My Skin
04:31
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I don’t want to face your conflict
I don’t need to fight
I don’t have to argue just to prove I’m in the right
I am the man that God has made me, comfortable within
Far from perfect, but I’m happy in my skin
Oh! Happy in my skin
I’m okay with me
I’m content to be
I’m happy to be me
There’s no value in my earnings, or how much I own
I am not what I possess, this life is but on loan
I am the man that God has made me, and at peace with Him
Much to learn, but I am happy in my skin
Oh! Happy in my skin
I’m okay with me
I’m content to be
I’m happy to be me
Go pick another sucker, fool!
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Captive
05:38
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I am washed in Your welcoming waters
Drawn by the lure of Your charms
Consumed in a heart-smitten moment
I am comforted close in Your arms
Emotions are stirred like a whirlwind
In the eye of Your storm, I find calm
You bring healing to me, You bring healing
Bring Your healing to me as a balm
I am warmed in the fires of passion
Touched by Your delicate kiss
In an intimate gaze, taken captive
And set free by the sweetest caress
Emotions are stirred like a whirlwind
In the eye of Your storm, I find calm
You bring healing to me, You bring healing
Bring Your healing to me
Love washing over me
Washing over me like a flood
Love watching over me
Watching over me, and over me
Yeah!
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Speak to Me
04:00
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Sand through my fingers, chasing the wind
Watching the shadows ʼtil real life begins
Sitting on the front porch with the devil inside
Waiting for an ending when the moments collide
This haze is creeping, it’s under my skin
It’s banging on my head, begging, “Please let me in?”
Too much to handle, too hard to resist
Too late ʼcos I’ve fallen
Speak to me, I need to hear
Speak to me, I need You near
Speak to me, don’t let me fall
Speak to me, yeah
This life, this longing, this need to belong
This crazy little vapour that fades with the dawn
This heartfelt crying for a human touch
That pushes me over and onto the rocks
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4. |
Ready for Departure
04:29
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Faith’s test is an undesired journey
To follow or be led astray
The choice is made
The truth is, there’s no prize for those who turn away
And peace is in Your will and purpose
Even when it causes pain
Come, Lord, fan the heart’s cold embers
Bring rekindled flame
Though the head is filled with apprehension
Shape the mind to seek Your plan
Faith’s desire is to win the race
And not to be the also-ran
And peace is in Your will and purpose
Even when it causes pain
Come, Lord, fan the heart’s cold embers
Bring rekindled flame
Come what may, I’m ready for departure
Trusting You to take control
You have my heart
This life is empty without You to soothe the soul
And peace is in Your will and purpose
Even when it causes pain
Come, Lord, fan the heart’s cold embers
Bring rekindled flame
Bring rekindled flame
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5. |
Grandad Said
03:25
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How I loved to visit Ireland as a little boy
We would stay at Gran and Grandad’s house
I would fight my cousin Darryl for the best toy gun
Even left him with a bleeding mouth
“Temper, temper, temper!” were the words I’d hear
“Fighting always leads to crying!” Yeah!
We were taken to the house, our tails between our legs
Knew the lecture would be coming now
And Grandad said, “It’s all for the burning!
Don’t be enamoured with your worldly trash
Nothing lasts forever, things will fall to pieces
Boy, don’t look back!
Boy, don’t look back!”
I should have met my Maker on a rain-drenched road
The car was totalled, I survived
And our bass guitar was stolen on Vancouver’s streets
But it didn’t stop us playing live
Old Grandad’s gone to glory and the years roll by
In the future, I will see his face
And all the stuff I valued will be left behind
I won’t need it in that better place
And Grandad said, “It’s all for the burning!
Don’t be enamoured with your worldly trash
Nothing lasts forever, things will fall to pieces
Boy, don’t look back!
Boy, don’t look back!”
I love you, Grandad!
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6. |
Long Way Back
05:45
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As the curtain falls, we take a bow
Knew the end was here somehow
The lights, they slowly fade
Life’s about to change, yeah
You played your part as we were dancing in the rain
In the rain
Say it’s not a long way
Say it’s not a long way back
Lies were told, the symptoms of deceit
Truth was broken, hurt and pain complete
I’m sorry for the endless drawing in the sand
The patterns, burning silence, drawn by my own hand
My own hand
Say it’s not a long way
Say it’s not a long way back
To your heart
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Home
05:00
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Walking through the streets of this town
In dim-lit shadows, I’m alone
Head bowed with the rain that falls
And life has dragged me down again
The ones I love have flown away
Their memories still haunt this place
Lost purpose to this empty shell
A bleeding heart, a lonely space
I hear Your voice, and it calls me out of darkness
I hear Your voice like the sound of angels in Heaven
I hear Your voice like a silent whisper on the wind
And it’s calling me home
(Home)
Calling me
(Home)
Calling me
(Home)
And it’s calling me home
A steady light on the horizon
Its sureness turns my face away
I feel the warmth upon my frame
And fix my gaze into the ray
Gone to live, to love and to be
My eyes are opened, I’m alive
No illusion, no regrets
Enlivened with a hope once more
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8. |
Better Than This
03:24
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You could find yourself, if you want to know who’s you
And if you blind yourself, anything you want is true
You might remind yourself that life is nothing strange
Until you find yourself getting rattled in your cage
Where you are now is a million times better
Than a thousand places you could rather be
Where you are now is a million times better
Than a thousand places you could rather be
Whoa, does it get much better than this?
Better than this
Better than this
You could lose yourself in a million dollar home
You might refind yourself in a back alley alone
If you esteem yourself, contented and secure
Be thankful for your lot, better hold on to be sure
Where you are now is a million times better
Than a thousand places you could rather be
Where you are now is a million times better
Than a thousand places you could rather be
Better than this
Better than this
Better than this
Does it get much better than this?
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9. |
Child of Grace
04:55
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The lights shine on First Avenue
And the faces are aglow
The children's hearts anticipate
The coming of the snow
Peace, goodwill to humankind
The desire to forgive
This Baby born of Heaven offers life
And amidst the drunken revelry
A day of hope has come
Don't push this Child of grace too far from home
And beyond the season's busyness
A new star shines for us
Open arms, embrace the Son
Open arms, embrace the Son of love
Who is missing from your Christmas?
Feel an absence in your home
While parcels sit beneath the tree
Whose presence is unknown?
The hidden entity of Xmas
Where could He have gone?
This holiday commemorates His birth
And amidst the drunken revelry
A day of hope has come
Don't push this Child of grace too far from home
And beyond the season's busyness
A new star shines for us
Open arms, embrace the Son
Open arms, embrace the Son of love
Distant church bells loudly ring
Sweet angelic choirs sing
Christmas time is here again
Time to celebrate the birth of a King
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10. |
Not for Sale
04:20
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Know you are not your past, your hurts and fears
You are not your mistakes
Don’t let them push you back
You are the one to choose the path you take
Love is waiting for you, open-armed and ready
You can’t buy it, you can’t earn it
You can’t fool it, but you can receive it
Love awaits a welcome, not because you’re worthy
You can’t steal it, you can’t cheat it
You can’t bargain for it ʼcos His love is not for sale
This love is not for sale
You do not need to dwell on where you are
This is not where it ends
The time is now to be the change
To heal the wounds, to make amends
Love is waiting for you, open-armed and ready
You can’t buy it, you can’t earn it
You can’t fool it, but you can receive it
Love awaits a welcome, not because you’re worthy
You can’t steal it, you can’t cheat it
You can’t bargain for it ʼcos His love is not for sale
This love is not for sale
This love is not for sale
Not at any price
This love is not for sale
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Captive (Naked)
05:35
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I am washed in Your welcoming waters
Drawn by the lure of Your charms
Consumed in a heart-smitten moment
I am comforted close in Your arms
Emotions are stirred like a whirlwind
In the eye of Your storm, I find calm
You bring healing to me, You bring healing
Bring Your healing to me as a balm
I am warmed in the fires of passion
Touched by Your delicate kiss
In an intimate gaze, taken captive
And set free by the sweetest caress
Emotions are stirred like a whirlwind
In the eye of Your storm, I find calm
You bring healing to me, You bring healing
Bring Your healing to me
Love washing over me
Washing over me like a flood
Love watching over me
Watching over me, and over me
Yeah!
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Skellig Ladysmith, British Columbia
Skellig, experienced musicians/ songwriters on the Canadian West Coast.Perhaps best known for their success in the Hard Rock Rising Finals and nominations for the Vancouver Island Awards, they are musicians with a wide variety of live performance experience.They have written and produced many original tracks suitable for radio, TV and film.o ... more
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