Solo CD "From The Heart"

Welcome to the From the Heart CD page.


Songs
1. Ere the Stars Were Made
2. The Harlot's Cry
3. Waltz of Summer
4. Am I So Different?
5. Traveler Alone
6. Why
7. To Aaron
8. Without True Love
9. Do They Call it Fun?
10. Beautiful Heaven

All songs produced and written by Faith Grubb.  All rights reserved. Copyright 2013.

To purchase email me and I'll work it out!  faitheliza AT thefullquiver DOT com

Lyrics

1. Ere the Stars Were Made
by Faith Grubb  This here is for Mama.  It's her favorite!

Yesterday I found I'd forgotten you again, 
but this morning I prayed forgiveness for my sin,
Even though I try so hard, 
I don't know where to start

But you were my Savior ere the stars were made
And you were my keeper ere this earth was born,
And you were my maker ere the plants were made,

Tomorrow I'm not sure just where I'll stand,
But even so I know you'll take my hand
And show me the way,
And teach me what to say,

And you were my Savior, ere the stars were made
And you were my maker ere the earth was born,
And you were my keeper ere the plants were made,

When I die I have no fear for you I'll see,
But all else I can't even hope to see,
Even though they might know you're there
They might not know you care.


Yet you were their maker ere the stars were made
And you were their keeper ere the plants were made,
And you were their Savior ere this earth was born


Yesterday I found I'd forgotten you again.





2. The Harlot's Cry
I wrote this one shortly after hearing this woman's story: http://www.iamsecond.com/seconds/karen-green/  It inspired me so much (and after seeing a group of these 'women of the night' in Dallas) how these girls must have their own struggles.  To us 'good girls' it often seems like they prefer what they're doing but they mostly DON'T.  I was about 18 when I wrote this.

Dying within her broken heart, 
She works in bed in the dark,
Knowing its wrong and knowing she's not strong

She don't prize the shame of giving herself.
A piece of trash is what she felt she was dealt.
Selling her love, like a hat a shirt or a glove!

And she cries, "Listen to me!"
And she cries, "Save me from my room and help me find peace!"

Some have told her she was a real beauty,
While others smirk and laugh at her duty,
of raising her son, always under the gun!

And there she goes alone, ain't got nobody,
She mustn't care who next will buy her body,
Thrown to drug sellers, fearing wife beaters... 

And she cries, "Save me!"
And she moans, "Heal me in my mind and help me find peace!"

And there she goes alone, ain't got nobody,
She mustn't care who next will buy her body,
Knowing it's wrong:  selling her love.
(Dying within her broken heart, 
She works in bed in the dark,
Knowing it's wrong and knowing she's not strong
She has lost her self dignity and she knows she is in poverty,
Thrown to drug sellers, fearing wife beaters, 

And she moans, "Listen to me!"
And she moans, "Save me from my room, its so close to doom!")


3. Waltz of Summer 
I wrote this one doodling around one day.  Joshi and I used to do it duo but I think we've forgotten how to do that.

4. Am I So Different?
This is the first song I wrote back in '07.  It was after a ball (dance) we had, the moon was full and as I sat
in the car, all the decorations packed around me I wrote this poem and hummed the tune I wanted to go
with it.  Later I recorded it and my family all said I should record a CD (this it is)!


Like the wind in the trees, like the rain on the leaves, 
They say I am loud then call me pretty and I don't know why.
Like the dew in the air, like this rose in my hair,
They say to me 'wow' am I so different? I don't see how.

But love is not that hard to find, 
and truth is not that far behind, 
just a little way to find behind you

Like the hand that made sky, 
like the hand that made life
I am made by it and he thinks I'm fit.
Like the bird in the sky, 
like the deer left to die,
I sore to the Son and I fall as I run

But love is not that hard to find,
and truth is not that far behind,
Oh it seems the world has changed,
to something odd and strange,
What can it be? It upsets me!
But I said love is not that hard to find
and truth is not that far behind,
Just a little way to find behind,
You,  
Behind you,
Behind you,
Inside of you, You,

Like the child far away, can oh can I learn how to pray?
for I weep tears in pain, too well like the rain
like the dew in the air, like this rose in my hair
they say to me 'wow' am I so different I don't see how.




5. Traveler Alone
An odd ditty I made up but I rather like the minor style.

Each puddle washes my hand, each puddle shatters the land, 
I am a traveler alone, I know I'll make it alone,
But still I find I'm not so lonely, for this voice in my head whispers crudely of home,
I walk the streets night and day, I hear the silence cry, 
I hear the wolves slaying prey, but still I don't fall die,
I know the meaning of bitterness, I feel the power of wickedness 
and I find I need someone for I've done worst alone,

I know I was very wrong, but my life was easy and strong, 
I was a traveler alone, I see I can't make my own life.



 6. Why
Another little ditty. 

Ooooo,  Why are we going round and round everyday? 
Why are we going up and down everyday?

 
 7. To Aaron
When I sat down to re-record a song I got my guitar hit record and instead this song flowed out of me so quickly and smoothly.  It truly is a miracle of God that I was able to keep it all so in 'order' without even ever hear or thinking of these words before in my life, but feeling them for so long.  Written to my eldest brother Aaron.

You didn't really care, she was pretty yes you did notice that,
but you didn't really care at all especially when she cried

She was a foreign beauty, you're still just a mechanic man,
 You think I've been mad at you just because you told her good bye,
but you know she ran away from your home, when she'd found 
you'd been with other girls

Some will say still today, she was a really good girl,
but I know she had some flaws, like we all do for some reason
but you didn't do your best, 
you told me you tried to stop her, but tell me why would you 
if you were with some other girl?

The moral of this song is that I still love you,
and miss you even though I hide my tears,
can you tell me how long is this gonna last,will it again last for years?
So I'll goodbye for now, I love you, dear, I love you my dear.



 8. Without True Love
I have quite a few friends who've 'jumped ship' or gone to live or marry lame boyfriends when they were raised so 'good'.  I too as a woman have myself struggled with some of what this song talks about and I am thankful that I am still in My Lord's will!  I combined to stories into one for this.


She thought Prince Charming would never come, 
although she'd been taught a chosen one was searching for her.
She never knew how many to stare, she only felt that no one cared.

So with heartaches and guilt trips, love for God was lost in between,
a Christian without true love in her soul, with guilt for secret crushes she felt so unseen,
but the most important love she let go, and she forgot her life's goal.

He knew he was handsome, and that any girl would see, 
He made her his girlfriend although she'd promised never to be,
But he knew she felt forgotten and lost and she felt he was her 
only choice, and that their love the whole world must see.

So with heartaches and guilt trips, love for God was lost in between,
And with guilt for secret crushes she felt so unseen,
a Christian without true love in her soul, with the most important 
love she let go, and she forgot her life's goal.

So soon she saw his character, and how he didn't like her, 
but too late she was to back down she was already far too hurt,
and she felt now for sure no one could see her.  
No one could see her. And she thought Prince Charming would never come, 
but she didn't wait for God's chosen one
she wanted him quicker, she did finally give in, 
but be careful my friend when you choose and always let God win. 
   
9. Do They Call it Fun?

Being a young Christian/homeschooled teen many people ask you if you 'like' homeschooling or your
way of living.  Many being public schooled people who worried about my social as well as other life.
Here I answer as well as question them in turn.

Do they call it fun getting hurt by laying with some man? 
Or do they call it fun getting out seeing all? 
I'm sure they don't and I'm afraid I won't. 

And I'm fine, and I'm fine where I stand, for my God and father,
I'm glad I'm not a man and only his daughter.

Do they understand what they say? 
And do they see the danger hidden away?
I'm sure they don't and I'm they won't.

And I'm fine where I stand, for my God and father,
I'm glad I'm not a man and only his daughter.

Now get this please when I say I'm fine, 
I'm not brainwashed or forgetting my mind, 
I'm happy for love from him above!


And I'm fine where I stand, for my God and father,
I'm glad I'm not a man and only his daughter.


10. Beautiful Heaven
On the way back from a walk with Mama one day as we passed the lovely field and I was
thinking of God's wonderful love and how exciting it will be once we get to heaven I almost
'heard' laughter as I watched the wind stir up the grass and 'laugh' beneath the barely cloudy
sky and through the green trees.  I came home and ran upstairs, recording this song for the
first time with an out of tune guitar (I had forgotten it so quickly it was hard to relearn it from
the out of tune recording).

Beautiful, beautiful heaven, beautiful heaven, waiting there for me,
And castles, castles and mansions, oh castles, castles and mansions,
castles, castle and mansions, waiting, waiting for me, waiting for me,

Prairies, prairies of laughter, can't you hear? 
Prairies, prairies of laughter and ocean of crystal can't you imagine? 
they're waiting, waiting for me and you Castles, castles and mansions up there, 
And beautiful , beautiful heaven.

But above all this one so sweet is waiting for me, one so sweet is waiting me, that's Jesus,
ya he's waiting waiting up there for me.









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