Theres a lady who seems so sure with eyes like a demon but a heart so pure she carries on through the motions and blurrs for she knows one day there will be potions and cures for all of her sins and until then she breathes and like a stallion she flees through the yonder and trees like a swift summers breeze til she falls to her knees she will carry on forever like the undaunted weather she will not slow for there is no barrier other than her own
It was enter.......iding, enteriding, and it gave me a vision of a different kind of woman from a long time ago whose fate was so bleak. It was a positive experience. I need something else to use, like different sounds, just because many of our english words are so kiniving, like their and her and too, but many that we used have a strong identity, like the lady and the demon. Theres a good way to bring out the best of sounds and meanings. Is what I was trying to say. Gosh.
One night is all you need Succeeding or bleeding it doesn’t make a difference At that moment you’re living an experience You can be listening or eating or maybe whistling and feeding You go to sleep while still in reality And your mind not in reality The glistening of the trees and of the music Together create a breeze of love for the moment I love these nights of magic The night in which there’s no static The night in which there’s no panic Feeling light your body is in a bubble These nights rarely turn into rubble Remember to stay out of trouble You’re alone No one to bug you or scream at you for not washing the dishes It’s only you and the music It’s only you and the trees It’s only you and the quietness Whatever it may be You have to savor these nights in which are not meant to be And when these nights come to an end Just lay down and start all over again