phoenix rising...
thanks, vern:)
"My right hand holds matches, my left holds my past. I hope the wind catches, and burns it down fast. I'm gonna step into the fire, with my failures and my pain, and wave good-bye to yesterday, as I dance among the flames.
So, don't try to save me now, let the walls of my world all burn down. Just stand back and wait till the smoke finally passes, and I will rise from the ashes... from the ashes... from the ashes...
For all that i'm losing, much more will I gain. The hard part is choosing, to change what needs changed. My step will be much lighter, with these demons off my chest. I'm born a better spirit, as I lay the old to rest.
So, don't try to save me now, let the walls of my world all burn down Just stand back and wait till the smoke finally passes, and I will rise from the ashes... from the ashes... from the ashes!
And, I'll walk away stronger! I will be flyin, higher and truer than I've flown before... My right hand holds matches, my left holds my past, I hope the wind catches, and burns it down fast."
(McBride, 1993)
"My right hand holds matches, my left holds my past. I hope the wind catches, and burns it down fast. I'm gonna step into the fire, with my failures and my pain, and wave good-bye to yesterday, as I dance among the flames.
So, don't try to save me now, let the walls of my world all burn down. Just stand back and wait till the smoke finally passes, and I will rise from the ashes... from the ashes... from the ashes...
For all that i'm losing, much more will I gain. The hard part is choosing, to change what needs changed. My step will be much lighter, with these demons off my chest. I'm born a better spirit, as I lay the old to rest.
So, don't try to save me now, let the walls of my world all burn down Just stand back and wait till the smoke finally passes, and I will rise from the ashes... from the ashes... from the ashes!
And, I'll walk away stronger! I will be flyin, higher and truer than I've flown before... My right hand holds matches, my left holds my past, I hope the wind catches, and burns it down fast."
(McBride, 1993)