6:07 p.m. - 2006-03-29
Godspell Makes Me Cry
Where are you going? Can you take me with you? For my hand is cold, and needs warmth. Where are you going?

Far beyond where the horizon lies, and the land sinks into mellow blueness...oh, please, take me with you. Let me skip the road with you. I can dare myself, I can dare myself: I'll put a pebble in my shoe, and watch me walk; I can walk and walk!

I shall call the pebble, "Dare." We will talk together about walking; Dare shall be carried, and when we both have had enough, I will take him from my shoe, singing "Meet your new road!"

Then I'll take your hand, finally glad that you are here, by my side....

Then the man they called Judas Iscariot went to the chief priests and said, "What will you give me to betray Him to you?" They paid him thirty pieces of silver.

And from that moment, he began to look out for an opportunity to betray Him.

...On the willows there, we hung up our lives, for our captors there require of us songs, and our tormentors, mirth, saying:

"Sing to us one of the songs of Zion,"

but how can we sing the Lord's songs in a foreign land?

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