SARS theme

of heroes and angels
who'll always stand beside us 
when all fear surrounds us 
don't despair 
you know that someone's there

like the lady in calcutta 
alex fleming and nightingale 
where would we be 
without your love, your courage, your strength 
and your care

thru' your eyes 
i see the courage of the world 
thru' your eyes 
tell a thousand ( Read more... )

the Stroke of Midnight

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Whisper
don't turn away/don't try to hide/don't close your eyes/don't turn out the light

Sugar We're Going Down
we're going down down in an earlier round/sugar we're going down swinging/i'll be your number one with a bullet/a loaded god-complex cock it and pull it

When You're Gone
all i ever wanted was for you to know/ ( Read more... )

Our Father, who art heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive our trespasses
As we have forgiven those
Who trespass against us
And lead us not into temptation,
But deliver us from evil
For Thine is the kingdom,
And the power and the glory
Forever and ever
Amen

For God ( Read more... )

 Houses of Healing

With a sigh
You turn away
With a deepening heart
No more words to say
You will find
That the world has changed
Forever
The trees are now turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you closer

The Steward of Gondor

Home is behind
The world ahead
And there are many paths to thread
Through shadows
To the edge of night
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 Fame and fortune is the torture I just want to reach.

Lost Direction
I'm on the train again
Past the point I've been past
A thousand times
Watching the silver tracks
I can't ignore the cracks
I find in my mind
But all I really need is you

I go back many years
And visit all the tears
That pushed me down this road
I look at all the crossings
That leave ( Read more... )

Bilbo's Song by JRR Tolkien

I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been;

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I ( Read more... )