If This Is Not A Place. . .
If this is not a place where tears are understood, Then where shall I go to cry? And if this is not a place where my spirit can take wings, Then where shall I go to fly? I don't need another place for trying to impress you With just how good and virtuous I am. I don't need another place for always being on top of things; Everybody knows that it's a sham. I don't need another place for always wearing smiles, Even when it's not the way I feel. I don't need another place to mouth the same old platitudes; Everybody knows that it's not real. So if this is not a place where my questions can be asked, Then where shall I go to seek? And if this is not a place where my heart cry can be heard, Where, tell me where, shall I go to speak? So if this is not a place where tears are understood, Where shall I go, where shall I go to fly? -- Ken Medema
Did not know that - - - nor will it make me any more a fan of theirs.
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OK - - - I've been puzzling on this quite a bit. I read your link, but it did not tell WHY they used to be called "Methodists" or "Wesleyans" and I can't figure THAT connection. USC is a State School, isn't it?
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It started in 1880 as a Methodist University -- believe it or not!
ReplyDeleteWow - - - I did not know that!!!
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