so from time to time i go through my entire ipod of music. that doesn't sound like a whole lot. but thats 10,304 songs. 28 days 10 hours and 13 seconds. sooooo ummmm yeah... it takes about half a year to get through it all. my wife absolutely loves it (sarcasm). i mean seriously who wants to listen to 15 and a half hours of Johnny Cash? or 9 different versions of Auld Lang Syne in the middle of summer? it's a little OCD. i know. i am currently in my 3rd trip around and each trip get longer. i usually start with the year that is furthest back, make a playlist and put it on shuffle... i am currently in 2008.
The great thing about this whole project is that i get to listen to songs that I have loved and forgotten. I actually cried when i heard the following song... it's not that the song is particularly great, it's just that i used to listen to this song ALL the time... and now that I am living in the 3rd verse of it... it just kinda hits hard. I am changing a few of the lyrics to fit me more personally...
THINGS I PRAYED FOR WHEN I WAS YOUNG
That my father would love me like his only son
That my mother would be patient with me
That my sister would not leave
And If my grandma could see me beyond her grave
That she'd think her little man was so brave
That my hair would not stick up in weird places
And I'd be someone someday
Years go by so easily that sometimes I forget
Years go by and make me see that there's no time for my regret
No time for my regret
THINGS I PRAYED FOR IN MY TEENS
That God would forgive all my evil deeds
That my brothers and my sister would come home
And God could meet our needs
And if my grandma could see me beyond her grave
That she'd say a prayer for her family's sake
That my hair would stick up in weird places
And I'd be someone someday
Years go by so easily that sometimes I forget
Years go by and make me see that there's no time for my regret
No time for my regret
THINGS I PRAY FOR NOW IN MY TWENTIES
That God would still love me and I would love my new family
That I could hug my sister that my mom could rest
That my wife would still melt every time we kiss
And if my grandma has seen me beyond her grave
How cold and silent she has remained
That my hair would not fall out in weird places
And I'd be someone someday
Years go by so easily that sometimes I forget
Years go by and make me see that there's no time for my regret
No time for my regret
THINGS I PRAYED FOR WHEN I WAS YOUNG
That my father would love me like his only son
That my mother would be patient with me
That my sister would not leave
And If my grandma could see me beyond her grave
That she'd think her little man was so brave
That my hair would not stick up in weird places
And I'd be someone someday
Years go by so easily that sometimes I forget
Years go by and make me see that there's no time for my regret
No time for my regret
THINGS I PRAYED FOR IN MY TEENS
That God would forgive all my evil deeds
That my brothers and my sister would come home
And God could meet our needs
And if my grandma could see me beyond her grave
That she'd say a prayer for her family's sake
That my hair would stick up in weird places
And I'd be someone someday
Years go by so easily that sometimes I forget
Years go by and make me see that there's no time for my regret
No time for my regret
THINGS I PRAY FOR NOW IN MY TWENTIES
That God would still love me and I would love my new family
That I could hug my sister that my mom could rest
That my wife would still melt every time we kiss
And if my grandma has seen me beyond her grave
How cold and silent she has remained
That my hair would not fall out in weird places
And I'd be someone someday
Years go by so easily that sometimes I forget
Years go by and make me see that there's no time for my regret
No time for my regret
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