http://allpoetry.com/poem/695211
Ty Herndon
http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/ty-herndon/it-must-be-love-ty-herndon-featuring-sons-of-the-desert-9435.html
Nina Gordon -2003
http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/nina_gordon_lyrics_471/tonight_and_the_rest_of_my_life_lyrics_13504/2003_lyrics_156386.html
she blinded me with science-thomas dolby
http://digitaldreamdoor.nutsie.com/pages/lyrics/she_blinded_me.html
You better love loving and you better behave
You better love loving and you better behave
Woman in chains
Woman in chains
Calls her man the great white hope
Says shes fine, shell always cope
Woman in chains
Woman in chains
Well I feel lying and waiting is a poor mans deal
And I feel hopelessly weighed down by your eyes of steel
Its a world gone crazy
Keeps woman in chains
Trades her soul as skin and bones
Sells the only thing she owns
Woman in chains
Woman in chains
Men of stone
Men of stone
Well I feel deep in your heart there are wounds time cant heals
And I feel somebody somewhere is trying to breathe
Well you know what I mean
Its a world gone crazy
Keeps woman in chains
Its under my skin but out of my hands
Ill tear it apart but I wont understand
I will not accept the greatness of man
Its a world gone crazy
Keeps woman in chains
So free her
So free her
http://health.groups.yahoo.com/group/unofficialnicanon/
http://www.kcr-designs.com/steps/
if the world had but one pen, the credit would belong where? for we
cannot accredit ourselves with the ability to write nor others
theres no such thing....
as a form of release from the frustrating trials and errors of the day
i do not focus so much on form poetry nor editing bc can we edit
a moment in our lives, we are unable to go back and fix it
therefore all things considered the best way is to just ....
.
over my shoulder is a dead angel
that died from dehydration
from weeping too much
..
2am breathe anna nalick
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season."
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
and life's like an hourglass glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... Just breathe
Woah breathe... Just breathe
In May he turned 21 on the base at Ft Bliss
"Just a day," he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, boys
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... Just breathe
Woah breathe... Just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake writing a song
If I get it all down on paper it's no longer
inside of me
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
'Cause these words are my diary screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them however you want to
But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Yea, Sing it if you understand
And breathe... Just breathe
Woah breathe... Just breathe
Oh breathe... Just breathe
Ooh breathe... Just breathe
Ty Herndon
http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/ty-herndon/it-must-be-love-ty-herndon-featuring-sons-of-the-desert-9435.html
Nina Gordon -2003
http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/nina_gordon_lyrics_471/tonight_and_the_rest_of_my_life_lyrics_13504/2003_lyrics_156386.html
she blinded me with science-thomas dolby
http://digitaldreamdoor.nutsie.com/pages/lyrics/she_blinded_me.html
You better love loving and you better behave
You better love loving and you better behave
Woman in chains
Woman in chains
Calls her man the great white hope
Says shes fine, shell always cope
Woman in chains
Woman in chains
Well I feel lying and waiting is a poor mans deal
And I feel hopelessly weighed down by your eyes of steel
Its a world gone crazy
Keeps woman in chains
Trades her soul as skin and bones
Sells the only thing she owns
Woman in chains
Woman in chains
Men of stone
Men of stone
Well I feel deep in your heart there are wounds time cant heals
And I feel somebody somewhere is trying to breathe
Well you know what I mean
Its a world gone crazy
Keeps woman in chains
Its under my skin but out of my hands
Ill tear it apart but I wont understand
I will not accept the greatness of man
Its a world gone crazy
Keeps woman in chains
So free her
So free her
http://health.groups.yahoo.com/group/unofficialnicanon/
http://www.kcr-designs.com/steps/
if the world had but one pen, the credit would belong where? for we
cannot accredit ourselves with the ability to write nor others
theres no such thing....
as a form of release from the frustrating trials and errors of the day
i do not focus so much on form poetry nor editing bc can we edit
a moment in our lives, we are unable to go back and fix it
therefore all things considered the best way is to just ....
.
over my shoulder is a dead angel
that died from dehydration
from weeping too much
..
2am breathe anna nalick
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season."
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
and life's like an hourglass glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... Just breathe
Woah breathe... Just breathe
In May he turned 21 on the base at Ft Bliss
"Just a day," he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, boys
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... Just breathe
Woah breathe... Just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake writing a song
If I get it all down on paper it's no longer
inside of me
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
'Cause these words are my diary screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them however you want to
But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Yea, Sing it if you understand
And breathe... Just breathe
Woah breathe... Just breathe
Oh breathe... Just breathe
Ooh breathe... Just breathe
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