Sometimes we get off track, chasing shiny things
We think it’s what we want, we think it’s what we need
We act like someone we’re not, the ego gets in the way
Lesson learned, and we return, wiser at the end of the day
No sense in beating yourself up, no sense in getting down
Be glad for sinking sand, let’s you recognize solid ground
And she stood, spindly-legged and reaching for the sun, her arms skinny stems and leaves bruised by the thorns of the roses that surrounded her, her petals imperfect, yet she grew tall and strong, and as she pushed through the woody perennials and their crude prickles, her bloom was the one that stood out from the gardener’s ribbon-winning varieties. Her bloom was the one admired by the passersby, and it was her bloom that outshone all the darling buds once believed to hold perfection in their petals. It was her bloom that thrived out of pure determination and the heart of a wildflower.
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She is everything, subtle and bold
She is the tiger and the tamer,
The demon and the soul
A little girl, dancing in the rain
A woman full on, rising from a flame
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I haven’t posted a song lyric in a while, and maybe it’s a stretch to call this one, but here it is:
Danger’s in your wayward kiss
Filled with hunger, tastes of bliss
Get me to a safer place
The trap, the cage, is your embrace
You’re the myth I believed
I took a bite of love-lost grief
Gotta leave this place behind
Gotta find some peace of mind
Tell me how we were both wrong
Seems to be your favorite song
In a single solitary sigh
What once was truth became a lie
I was no saint but e’er I sinned for a foolish boy with a cocky grin
The ways you taught me ne’er I been, what we were won’t be again
Hope you’ve learned from all we had, never make a good girl go bad
If I could get to where you are
A sad state is where I’d be
I’ll stay happy where I am
Only misery loves company
I’ve prayed the Lord my soul to keep, resting easy in my sleep
You no longer feed my dreams, the price I paid much too steep
Hope you’ve learned from all we had, never make a good girl go bad
You are the one I should run from,
Yet I continue to run to you;
A bad boy of epic proportions, and I smile
When you flirt, rivulets of destiny coursing
Across the landscape, leading to you…
I see you standing there and think you must
Taste like crushed sunshine on the rocks,
Poured into a tall glass for me to drink up
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