I'm up late, yet again. I've been chatting online with babes all day. Ok, I actually mean, with some friends that I don't get to talk to often like Leanne Lewis/Muir, Darryl "Pimp" Timko, Mike "The Animal" Andres and Todd "My poop is" Brown. I downloaded some of the new Lifehouse tracks but haven't given then a full listen because I also downloaded the whole new Mae record, 'The Everglow'. It's so great. And don't give me any crap about downloading stuff. While I was chatting with Darryl, I ordered us both a copy from the label so I've bought it. Screw off, okay!??!
What I have been listening to constantly though is a song called 'Wedding Dress' by a boy named Derek Webb. Derek was in a band called Caedmon's Call. I never had any of their music. I hear they were good. Whatever. In the second lecture I have from Don Miller, he references this song. Holy crap... I've basically had it on repeat for the last hour. It's such a great song. The music bears a striking similarity to the song 'Fiddler's Green' by the Tragically Hip but the lyrics slay me. SOOOOOOOOOOO great. You have to hear this tune. Until you do, I will post the lyrics. It's sung from the perspective of the Bride (the church) to the Groom (Jesus). Heart-breakingly beautiful.

Wedding Dress
(words and music by derek webb)

if you could love me as a wife
and for my wedding gift, your life
should that be all i’ll ever need
or is there more i’m looking for

and should i read between the lines
and look for blessings in disguise
to make me handsome, rich, and wise
is that really what you want

i am a whore i do confess
but i put you on just like a wedding dress
and i run down the aisle
i’m a prodigal with no way home
but i put you on just like a ring of gold
and i run down the aisle to you

so could you love this bastard child
though i don’t trust you to provide
with one hand in a pot of gold
and with the other in your side
i am so easily satisfied
by the call of lovers less wild
that i would take a little cash
over your very flesh and blood

i am a whore i do confess
but i put you on just like a wedding dress
and i run down the aisle
i’m a prodigal with no way home
but i put you on just like a ring of gold
and i run down the aisle to you

because money cannot buy
a husband’s jealous eye
when you have knowingly deceived his wife