Disse kjenner du kanskje ikke igjen nÃ¥r du ser de men det er de som har hiten “I Can Only Imagine” MercyMe har en side pÃ¥ youtube som de legger ut sine litt annerledes versjoner av gode sanger.

Hvis noen lurer på hva jeg har hørt på de siste 3 månedene så er dette de 8 artistene som er spilt mest de 3 siste månedene:

Dette er det jeg har på spillelisten min for denne måneden

Denne sangen her liker jeg for tiden. Den er kanskje den mest spilte for tiden! Kanonlåt.

No sir, well I don’t wanna be the blame, not anymore.
It’s your turn, so take a seat we’re settling the final score.
And why do we like to hurt, so much?

I can’t decide
You have made it harder just to go on
And why, all the possibilities where I was wrong

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
I drowned out all my sense away, with the sound of its beating.
And that’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you’re not here.
‘Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here.
I still try holding onto silly things, I never learn.
Oh why, all the possibilities I’m sure you’ve heard.

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
I drowned out all my sense away, with the sound of its beating. (beating)
And that’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

Pain make your way to me, to me.
And I’ll always be just so inviting.
If I ever start to think straight,
This heart will start a riot in me,
Let’s start, start, hey!

Why do we like to hurt so much?
Oh why do we like to hurt so much?

That’s what you get when you let your heart win!
Whoa.

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

Now I can’t trust myself with anything but this,
And that’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

Kirk Franklin var rett å slett skambra! Dørene åpnet klokka 20 og ca 2020 begynte SoulChildren å synge etterfulgt av Ole Børud. Ole tok litt av. Med funky disco musikk var det god oppvarming for Kirk. Han entret Sentrum Scene klokka 2115. Og gikk ikke av før 2315!

Må bare si at dette var den beste konserten jeg har vært på.

mer utfyllende post/oppdatering/bilder kommer snart.

Jeg blir så glad når jeg hører denne sangen! Skikkelig danse sang!

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If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we’re all OK
and not to worry ’cause worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I won’t be made useless
I won’t be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear

My hands are small, I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken

Poverty stole your golden shoes
But it didn’t steal your laughter
and heart ache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn’t ever after
We’ll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what’s right
‘Cause where there’s a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing

My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken

In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray

My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken

My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken
We are never broken

We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s mind
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s heart
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s eyes
We are God’s hands
We are God’s hands

Dette er foresten Jonas Fjeld sin første musikkvideo. Det er en nyinnspilling av “Drammen i Regn”. Sangen handler om en familie som slites i stykker pÃ¥ grunn av rus og vold.