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The Promise
I heard a secret echo through the dungeon hall,
was whispered softly but ricocheted on the wall.
A helpless maiden sang out in her distress.
Her tall Prince Charming spoke bravely through the hopelessness.
She was a captive in a tall, stone castle tower.
Her love was caged in despite its boundless power.
He made a promise while hiding in the trees.
He whispered softly, but it caught up in the breeze.
I'll be there for you when this world comes crashing down.
I'll be there for you when death steals this sleepy town.
I'll be there for you when the sky's no longer blue.
I'll be there for you.
Will you be waiting too?
A year had passed while the prince prepared his move.
He gathered soldiers so through force his love he'd prove.
He planned to scale the wall while the others stormed the door.
He would then rescue her, and they'd be together for evermore.
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As he was climbing, he often called her name,
but to the window the maiden never came.
As he entered in, he found her body hanged.
He screamed distraughtly; through the valley his cries rang.
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Three Parts Heart
Nobody'd get to see,
nobody including me.
I steel myself from what's inside.
Ignore that feeling; it'll go away.
I'll walk as someone else today.
Pack those feelings up and go hide.
Life is a sea without charts.
Fate's a director; it casts the parts.
It'll catch you off guard when you're alone.
Drifting my whole life through,
I never expected to spend it with you,
but somehow I found my way home.
I'm 1 part heart and 2 parts stone.
No one was more surprised
than me when I looked into your eyes.
My world as I knew it has gone boom.
The ice around me had begun to melt.
I stood dripping in the emotion I felt.
But then I froze; it was too soon.
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I'm 2 parts heart and 1 part stone.
I was caught in a web of fate.
No stepping back; it was too late.
I bared my heart like an offering.
I learned to trust what lies ahead.
I won't fight; I'll follow instead.
Life's unpredictable beauty makes me sing.
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I'm 3 parts heart and no part stone, no parts stone
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Keep It Warm
Playwrights and poets said it best:
Suck all the marrow out of life.
Take the good before it goes.
Enjoy the sun while it still glows.
In the evening as the sunset grows, deepest pinks and orange,
I'll fold this moment into the palm of my hand and keep it warm.
As the fire slowly dies,
each burning ember is reflected in your eyes.
I close my eyes so I can see
your image burned into my memory.
In the evening as the fire dies, deepest reds and orange,
I'll fold this moment into the palm of my hand and keep it warm.
As I lay myself to sleep beside your quiet breathing,
I pray that I might live each day noticing those little things before they slip away.
In the evening as the shadows grow, darkest black and gray.
I'll fold this moment into the palm of my hand and keep it warm.
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Soaring
Parting is such sweet sorrow, for with goodbye there's always a tomorrow.
When I find what dreams may come and life is gone, it's not final; it's not over.
Somehow I'll find my love again.
Till then I'm soaring across dimension, soaring through white air,
through time and space to find my place.
Soaring through skepticism, soaring through the doubt,
but one thing's true: I'll get back to you.
They say that life never dies, just changes form into new energy.
I'll cross that line and back again to find you there, but will you see me?
Somehow I'll find my love again.
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There are no boundaries for souls or for love.
This is true. And whatever light is out there, all of mine will be covering you.
I live with the spirits now.
My body is possibility.
I watch you so carefully.
Your body drifts right through me.
Somehow I'll find our love again.
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My Own Enemy
Pardon me, I'm pessimistic
The safer way of life
Expect disaster, Armageddon
Wring my hands in strife
Need a way to find the cloudy gray hidden in the blue
I'll find the evil anywhere; it's what I live to do
Raise my arms in another defeat
I can't get ahead of this game
I need a new job, new view, new teeth
I'm my own worst enemy
I set a goal then place it further behind the sun
What's out of reach is my desire but look at what I've become
Gotta laugh at all the flack I create like a goddess of doom
My Frankenstein is in my mind--I'm a cartoon filled with gloom
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Burn the candle at both ends
I'm the one who's lit the match
Raised the flag of surrender
Throw up my arms, turn back
Gotta laugh at all the flack I create like a goddess of doom
My Frankenstein is in my mind--I'm a cartoon filled with gloom
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Could Have Been an Angel
Christian or Buddhist?
I just don't know what to do,
left to live a confused life
so in the next I'll play the fool.
Should I be confessing, or
atoning for my sins privately,
earning admission, hopin'
those gates open wide for me?
Could have been an angel, rising up above,
but I could never, ever tell what I should be thinking of.
Is it baptism
that makes me a natural child of God?
Among so many religions,
how do I know mine's not the fraud?
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I must be messin' up too much,
but, oh, the stories I can tell.
I must be laughin' too much.
Oh well, oh well, oh well.
Is heaven the ending or
will I return to learn more from life,
reincarnating 'til I finally can get this right?
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I must be messin' up too much,
but, oh, the stories I can tell.
I must be laughin' too much.
Oh well, oh well, oh well
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Matisse's Dance
I enter the museum halls exploring, gazing at the walls
until my imagination inspires me to fancy that I am free
Dancing spirits grab my hands and lift me up from where I stand
and carry me into their deep blue sky where I, too, feel that I can fly, I can fly
Cradled by spirits of women like me
I fancy that I am free
Soothed by the sisters I can't hear nor see
I fancy that I am free
My body becomes mere color and line
I exceed the limits of Father Time
Light and shadow play against the sky
making me feel that I can fly, I can fly
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Breath
I face the edge of the world gray stones at my feet
The cliff hovered over sky where land and air meet
A fear of falling gripped me in all of my skin
In my thoughts I fell I can feel it again
An urge to catch the wind came over me
What would it feel like to be falling and free
And I breathe it in
I breathe it in
The thin air choked me like a sweaty nightmare
I imagine falling and knowing I'm there
The gushing wind and time would cradle my fall
I dive toward nothingness, no worries at all
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Oh, letting go, all my worries fall far below
I am so letting go, breathing in nice and slow
There's a thin line between reality and play
We face the edge of the world with each passing day
So again I drown my fears and stand at the edge
But there's a freedom calling me to its ledge
My only wish is that the sky would swallow me
What would it feel like to be finally free
And I breathe it in
I breathe it in
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The Bluest Eye
It was her unlucky day, the day that she was born.
They glanced and looked away, their faces filled with scorn.
They thought her ugly then, on the day that she was born.
Her plight would never end; no one would ever call her friend.
Christmas time, they'd give her a white doll,
a plastic Shirley Temple.
Blue eyes that would blink into a smile
with two white dimples.
And she'd rip the doll apart to find where beauty lived,
inside those unbending, white limbs,
but she never found the heart.
She was black and rather poor on the day that she was born.
Just one thing she wished for, and she would never wish for more.
If she could only have blue eyes, she'd stand atop the world.
She'd know where beauty lies, for it would come right from her eyes.
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Something More
Jessie waits until tomorrow,
drinks her water down like sorrow,
dreams are falling stars, they say.
In a cheap car she asks to borrow,
she packs a bag, drives toward the sun,
and forgets to wave goodbye.
She tries so hard to make each moment sweet,
but her dreams are too impossible to meet.
Lookin' for experience and cheap food,
she digs herself deeper into a deep groove.
Dreams are hard to buy with a prayer.
Try to be all that you can be,
that's what they always tried to tell me,
she thinks to herself, drives toward the sun.
She tries so hard to make each moment sweet,
but her dreams are too impossible to meet.
She's running to, running from,
running back and forth again.
She's running to, running from,
running back and forth again for more.
Hot roads sting her eyes with dust.
Is it worth all this fuss?
Something's keeping her at the wheel.
New scenes always around the corner,
but they all just seem to bore her.
She doesn't know what she's looking for.
She's scared to meet her dreams face to face,
so she hides from them, running from place to place.
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Determined, unthinking, and restless,
Jessie drives completely careless.
Dreams hold the air like a cool rain.
Try to be all that you can be,
that's what they always tried to tell me,
she thinks to herself, drives toward the sun.
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