But for a soundBut for a sound, I was invisible in the black silence; Little more than a possibility, a shadow behind frosted Glass windows – I saw her shape in the light that Shone from her, destroying the darkness in her black, Closed in space.But for a sound
Desire whispered in my ear, but not before a spark Escaped the container that she occupied and nestled down In the frosty caverns of my soul. There it lit a fire, That desire was able to warm itself by; and love began To course through me.
As love knocked on the door of my mind a thought Appeared; uninvited though not unwelcome to answe
The microphone will listenJust swing with me, slide, groove And find the beat in my rhythms; Just jump, dance, move yourself Through the sound that falls from The ceiling above you. Find in my Melodies the memories you left Behind, don't sit down just move Your feet; bounce.The microphone will listen
The tempo slows, the music goes Into a deep blue sea of sounds; The strings are alive and the notes Fly in the aftermath of a break That blows the music on and on, to The mellowness that I hide. Speak, The microphone will listen; Tell me how to live.
Tea with HatsI'm the maddest Mad Hatter of the Wonderland Welcome Club, where we Drink up all the tea we find, and Find out that the tea we drink is Mad, mad, madder than we ever can Be. We drink the tea, eat our tea And take tea on leaves at nine. O Merry are we, we who have tea, it Fills me up to the top of my hat.Tea with Hats
LeapingAfraid to say what I'm scared of In case I make it realLeaping
Afraid to say how I feel In case I hurt you or me
I don't want to stay here I don't want to stay 'safe'
Too scared to dream Too scared to dare
If I stay this way
I will never learn
If I move this way I will have a chance
I don't want to loose this chance I don't want to loose you
Too close my eyes Too take that step
If I can find the courage to take this step I will never fall
Portraits of MePlease, Touch my face Disentangle me from the branches That are wrapped around me For eternity, it seemsPortraits of Me
My body, Cold, and unfeeling Is starting to feel the pull towards The ground below me My destiny
Please, please, make a portrait of me At least somewhere Something Will show who I was, and who I might be
If you loved me
Sweet loss, Drive me away My face is rotten and aching Thanks to a broken heart I’m sustaining
Trapped inside, The memories of you hide In my mind as I place my fac
MystiqueNever been as special as what I want to be. I dealt the cards, called the shots. Played the game with frantic hands And ticking clocks. Hide behind the makeup and put on a face, Left emotion at the door. I’ve never made a rabbit come out of a hat before. I’ve seen it done, but I want more.Mystique
Tired of the game where I flutter my eyes, And when you seem interested, don’t act surprised. Satin and silk wrapped up in a bow, Dressed to the nines, And boy does it show. Stand on the stage and show lips, ruby red, And if you don’t like my act, I can can-can instea
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"all the diamonds in this world that mean anything to me,
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"all the diamonds in this world that mean anything to me,
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man i so wish i was at the bech right now so fing
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yes i got myself a DA.... basicly this is what this coment is about.....
you inspired me
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