I find that the explosive anger hits me right where it hurts But I have to admit that it was there first And has a right to existm There were years that I missed Before I was born And things were torn Like the veil of the sky When someone is about to die And I used to cower in fear When it came near Like a monster in someone's shoes Til I found a man that sings the blues And I would be willing to give up that terror Just so I could correct the error In this thinking That has him drinking In the idea that "no one cares" May I be the one who dares As I reach out to hold his hand And hope that I understand Everything under the weight of his cloud I walk like a widow in a funeral shroud Mourning all those who've died But he catches the tears I've cried And I can see in his eyes That he would have tried If no one had been there to stop that train So I come round again To sit on the cart And give him all of my heart You are a special soul And I'll be with you as the waves roll Come what may It doesn't matter what people say It only matters what you are And you, my love, are my burning star
I’m standing in the heat And I feel the power of us meet As we are seventeen and eighteen I learned that every dream I ever had Could be tied to feeling bad Because it all gets taken away from me One way or another by time or indignity And you were sent like a saint Now it’s my blood you use to paint Your facebook page And I feel a certain scent of rage Colour my cheeks That you think I’m weak And need the help of my family When I’ve always rebelled at what they wanted from me Now I’m held like a noose As though I’m the golden goose That must be prized in case she is set loose By her own hand But I wouldn’t worry, I am grand And have no intention to jump from a cliff It’s all held in a what if And the march of time Can steal everything but what’s mine God plucked me from the sea When dying was all that was left of me And I fought my way to the shore Gasping and what’s more I was tired and wrecked And something woke while I slept And in the bathroom I couldn’t bear To look in a mirror that would tear Who I was to pieces Coz everything that’s born deceases And my grandmother just left this earth And I can’t seem to bear the hurt I was fourteen And my scream Was silent and unheard Except by that holy bird Who alight on my shoulder And somehow roll away the boulder In the mouth of the tomb I find my Jesus and resume My prostrations at the feet of my Lord It’s not over till you hear the spoken Word Made flesh And every regret Falls to the floor As I worship what I was born to adore
Stillness is a dragon It eats me up And there are some people on Earth Who would call that love Like the last marauders Who round the bend Who search to find The true friend That shines in all lights That is every dawn The something that’s there When all is gone It’s arising in me And it’s rising in you The bun’s in the oven Now let the broth stew Til it comes steaming Into your hands And you know the meaning Of life on these lands
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