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One More Time grasping all that floats around dancing in the prickly prongs shattered pieces slipping by slightly muffled desperate sighes silence ripping through my soul captures all i wish to know yielding gently to the sound pulling me to higher ground stealing moments from the sky i hang on for one more ride Copyright ©2002 |
Escapade Strolling through the shadows Running from my past Jumping over troubles Chasing silent screams Forging through diversity Walking past the signs Falling into outstretched arms Waking to a dream Copyright ©2002 |
The Guide A light dawned and awoke hope inside The parched desert of my soul I followed it through the loosely Tangled curtains in my filtered mind Distorted visions appeared in The reflections of light, leading me astray, temporarily. Then I saw, emerging from The gloomy darkness I had become, The luminary, again, shining as a beacon I now focus on it like a faithful lover, Letting the clarity of it's truth Guide me to my liberation Copyright ©2002 |
The Drenching Slowly subtly gently steadily drizzling dripping dropping on my head and at my feet growing stronger plinking plunking falling harder soaking through hiding covering layers dampening freezing chilling toes fingers spirits Copyright ©2002 |
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Shaken Take the veil from my eyes Wake my longing help it rise Make the starry heavens shine Break the bars that hold my sighes Quake the feelings that I hide Shake my world and paint my skies Copyright ©2002 |
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Focus wistful glances mournful sighs chasing unrequiting knights musing convoluted scenes groping long-forgotten schemes i seek out knowledge from above reflect on unexpected love enlightenment so hard to find infiltrates my fitful night searching out the course to take wondering if the keys were made a soothing comfort washes down and drops my soul onto the ground there in the corridor of time it is revealed to my mind the power to control my life is not an obscure, hidden prize illumination shining down has cleared the foggy, muddled pond the dreams i harbor can come true if i stay focused on this view Copyright ©2002 |
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Dust Love is like a bomb exploding inside your body burning your soul into flames and turning your skin into a furnace inside which the fire transforms your heart into ashes and you are left hollow and shelled as your remains float to the ground and once again become dust Copyright ©2002 |
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sorrows song haunting songs in harmony drifting through the air find their way into my fears and fill my soul with grief I long for pardon from remorse and unfulfilled desires my patience growing thinner as my heart begins to bleed I cleanse my wounds and carry on though burdens weigh me down I will not let these mournful tunes take me as sorrow's slave Copyright ©2002 |
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