there are times when using my own words comes to an end and the music needs to take over. this is one of those times and so the remaining entries, for this week at least, will be various songs that have spoken to me in the recent season of life. consider this musical interlude a mini-soundtrack for this particular moment in time.
today two versions of the same song. two songs, one hope-filled invitation.
somewhere only we know - keane
somewhere only we know - glee presents the warblers
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