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Silver silver, blue and bubble, come with thee. come with thee For I am you, and you are me. Guide me, guide thee, follow through as I'll follow you.
Listen to that voice There is importance in following These pages enclose the words my heart holds If I enacted the things I feel I could heal Our generation acts as if emotions are no big deal
Moon turns to meet the sun when the sky turns dark at night to begin to Change of power in the sky of the moon that looks like a big eye out of space.
Follow me down to the willow trees,where we can sing and dance along with the bees;With our youthful hands in the air, set your spirit free.
Follow me in to the great bright light Where courage knows no cowardice And fear has no place among the bold Follow me in to the rich golden light Where dreams are achieved
Footprints in the sand, in the dirt, in the mud On the floor, in the clay, in the snow
All is one in the universe, son. You need not fear, we all end up dying young. Remarkable fortune will surely appease Your preoccupied mind and your failure to see That salvation is in front of your eyes.
I am perfect beyond imperfection Nothing can comprehend this lesson That the rise and fall of every good king
Blind Ambition Keeps me wishin' I had someone like You Orange burst of passion Purple mist
There once was a man Who laid under an old sicamore tree He was young but wise And seen good in Gods eyes He'd nod and wave Whenever one called his name He'd never pout
The truth of the matter: I'm a pretty little white girl. I have problems, but so do you. By looking at the divisions We isolate and impede the vision Of a better home, a better heart
and I would go where you go and follow in your footsteps over mountains over hills through valleys and small towns over oceans over puddles I would follow you anywhere
At last I have started a new beginning A new start where I have no history No history that follows At last I can see a bright start A bright start to my new future A new future that follows
LIFE, SUCH A STRONG WORD THAT GET'S TOSSED LIKE PAPER BALLS IN THE TRASH DURING CLASS. LOVE, A FOUR LETTER WORD THAT IS USED FOR MANY PURPOSES BOTH GOOD AND BAD BUT YET HEALS AND HURTS MANY SOULS.
Let's go to a dream world, let's lay in the imaginary grasslands. Lay your hair amongst the wildflowers, and look above at the many hands, our hands, and hands of centuries, reaching towards the sky,
Dream of sleep and wonder, of cold rain and thunder. Dream of something exhilarating and painful. Dream of life by the handful. Dream of a smile
You don't need much to spread your wings You don't need much to make others see You don't need much to sing and sing You don't need much to follow your dreams All you need is to fly real high
There’s this dream growing inside me and it’s taking over my heart. And it’s more than 15 minutes of fame, or the dream of a better start. There’s this growing need emerging to be more than what I am.
Love Pave the way Crave to say When push comes to shove Float up above Sin Beauty is within thy name Cover up with shame If you want to win You must sin
A tangled, blue wisp of air Struggled to become violet. Others swam past Becoming her to follow She faded... Turned plum, turned fire Only to return blue. She called on them to follow,
I don't have an angels voice to sing you beautiful songs I cant tell you I'm perfect cause I do things wrong I cant say I'm the smartest person with words Because I get scary like little birds When trying to fly
You must be cool and composed You must- even when all are opposed You must deny your morals and speak tact You must unite your comrades, you have a pact