The last few months have been truly interesting for lack of a better word, and many of you who I've talked to over the phone have learned that I've developed a very close knit love-hate relationship with the city of Los Angeles. For better or for worse, I'm currently here and that's where I'm going to be until the Lord in his infinite wisdom and timing leads me elsewhere. This stay in LA could last less than a year or for the rest of my life. Heck, the rest of my life might only be less than a year long, none of us can predict our future with certainty. All that said, I've been listening to the "new" Snow Patrol album recently, and I put the word new in parenthesis because if you're a fan as I am of the Snow Patrol, the album is no longer really new, and you probably have all the new tracks memorized like me. The title of the CD is "A Hundred Million Suns" and the first single is a track called "Take Back The City". In effect, this song really captures how I feel about LA most of the time, particularly the part where is says this city is "a mess, a start, and a flawed work of art." Yet, this is "Your city, your call". I couldn't have said it better myself, feeling called to be here amidst some of the most flawed works and people imaginable (myself certainly included!) I have no idea the story behind the song, I doubt it was written for and about LA necessarily, but it moved me enough to blog about it, so without further ado, here are the lyrics to "Take Back The City".
Take back the city for yourself tonight
I'll take back the city for me
Take back the city for yourself tonight
Whoa
God knows you put your life into its hands
And it's both cradled you and crushed
But now it's time to make your own demands
Whoa
All these years later and it's killing me
Your broken records in words
Ten thousand craters where it all should be
Whoa
No need to put your words into my mouth
Don't need convincing at all
I love this place enough to have no doubts
Whoa
It's a mess, it's a start
It's a flawed work of art
Your city, your call
Every crack, every wall
Pick a side, pick a fight
Get your epitaph right
You can sing, 'til you drop
'Cause the fun just never stops
I love this city tonight
I love this city always
It bears its teeth like a light
And spits me out after days
But we're all gluttons for it
We know what's wrong and what's right
For every time it's been hit
Take back the city tonight
Tell me you never wanted more than this
And I will stop talking now
One perfect partner, one eternal kiss
Whoa
Take back the city for yourself tonight
I'll take back the city for me
Take back the city for yourself tonight
Whoa
It's a mess, it's a start
It's a flawed work of art
Your city, your call
Every crack, every wall
Pick a side, pick a fight
Get your epitaph right
You can sing, 'til you drop
'Cause the fun just never stops
I love this city tonight
I love this city always
It bears its teeth like a light
And spits me out after days
But we're all gluttons for it
We know what's wrong and what's right
For every time it's been hit
Take back the city tonight
I love this city tonight
I love this city always
So there you have it... for those who keep asking how best to pray for me, pray that by God's grace and hand of providence I'll be able to help truly Take Back The City....
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