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We weren't born with a name, we were given a name. A hedgehog doesn't have a name. It's just a nameless thing with a handful of flesh and skin and a beating heart. A hedgehog doesn't even know it doesn't have a name.
 
 
   
 
Monday, November 08, 2004
 
so speak to me please, the way I want you to...
... and tell me what I need to hear before I fall away

You know I, I been searching for an easy way
To escape the cold light of day
I been high and I been low
But I got nowhere else to go

There's nowhere else to go

And I followed orders
God knows where I been
But I woke up alone
All my wounds were clean
I'm still here
I'm still a fool for the holy grail

Oh yeah I'm a fool for the holy grail

~ Holy Grail, Hunters and Collectors


he showed up all wet
on the rainy front step
wearing shrapnel in his skin
and the war he saw
lives inside him still
it's so hard to be gentle and warm

oh so you look at me
from across the room
you're wearing your anguish again
believe i know the feeling
it sucks you into the jaws of anger
oh, so breathe a little more deeply my love

i don't want to wait
for our lives to be over
i want to know right now
what will it be
i don't want to wait
for our lives to be over
wil it be yes or will it be
sorry

so open up your morning light
and say a little prayer for I
you know that if we are to stay alive
and see the peace in every I

~ I dont want to wait, Paula Cole


there's nothing left to say now,
nothing left to do.
and the words that once left my lips,
they weren't for me to call my own.
so let me in on the trappings of the world,
before i cheat myself
and let the feelings within die on me.
don't let that be

We were foolish beings
But we were dying like flies
And those big black birds, they were circling in the sky
And you know what they say, yeah, nobody deserves to die

 

 
   
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