the prodigal daughter

[metuselah]

i missed singing.  i hardly remember the last time i led the singing.  i hardly remember the last song.  i hardly remember the day.  but i remember the feeling.

the painful thing is they will never let me sing again.

i know it is my fault.

but there is no way i can wear that white gown without a groom.

which simply means i cannot be given the chance to sing again.

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heaven bent to take my hand
nowhere left to turn
i'm lost to those i thought were friends
to everyone I know
oh they turned their heads embarrassed
pretend that they don't see
but it's one missed step
you'll slip before you know it
and there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed
fallen. sarah mclachlan