Awake my Soul

How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
This weakness I feel I must finally show

Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har har

Awake my soul
Awake my soul

How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lives
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
My weakness I feel I must finally show
Har har, har har, har har, har har

In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life

Awake my soul
Awake my soul
Awake my soul
For you were made to meet your maker
Awake my soul
Awake my soul
Awake my soul
For you were made to meet your maker
And you were made to meet your maker

~mumford & sons

*the Box

I gave me away
I could have knocked off the evening
But I lonelily landed my wants in [his] hands
In a way I felt you were leaving me
I was sure I wouldn't find you at home
And you let me down
You could have knocked off the evening
But you lonelily let [her] push under your bone
You let me down
It's no use deceiving
Neither of us wanna be alone

You're coming home, you're coming home

I gave me away
I could have knocked off the evening
But I was lonelily looking for someone to hold
In a way I lost all I believed in
And I never found myself so alone
And you let me down
You could've called if you'd needed
But you lonelily got yourself locked in instead
And you let me down
It's one thing being cheated
But you took [her] all the way through your bed

And now you're coming home
And I'm trying to forgive
You're coming home
And I'm trying to forget
You're coming home
And I'm trying to move on
You're coming home
And you haven't called yet

You're coming home
And I'm trying to forgive
You're coming home
I'm just trying to forget
You're coming home
I'm trying to move on
You're coming home
But you haven't called
You're coming home

You're coming home, you're coming home

I gave me away
I could have knocked off the evening
But I lonelily loomed [him] into my bone
You let me down
There's no use deceiving
Neither of us wanna be alone


~ Lonelily by Damien Rice

miss you

" Till the day we meet again,
In my heart is where I'll keep you friend."

*take my breath away

"...No i don't. Cause in my eyes you're perfect, and i don't want to see you as anything else"

some wise words....

Sometimes, in order to move forward you have to stop looking back. It’s always tempting to stick with what’s safe, what’s comfortable. But love isn’t safe. We can’t trust that it will stay the same. All we can do is hang on... even if we feel vulnerable, naked even. You might never feel ready to move in or move on but you have to because that is how we grow. And growing is what it is all about.


~ Men in Trees

***FEEL IT. It's here***

Here are some of the photo's from the Saints Fan fest, Joburg, on the 11th of June.

What an incredible vibe, not jus here but throughout the country.

I'm so very proud to call myself South African:)