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So close no matter how far, Couldn't be much more from the heart, Forever trusting who we are, And nothing else matters. Never opened myself this way, Life is ours, we live it our way, All these words I don't just say, And nothing else matters. Trust I seek and I find in you, Every day for us something new, Open mind for a different view, And nothing else matters. Never cared for what they do, Never cared for what they know, But I know! So close no matter how far, Couldn't be much more from the heart, Forever trusting who we are, And nothing else matters. Never cared for what they do, Never cared for what they know, But I know! Never opened myself this way, Life is ours, we live it our way, All these words I don't just say, And nothing else matters. Trust I seek and I find in you, Every day for us something new, Open mind for a different view, And nothing else matters. Never cared for what they say, Never cared for games they play, Never cared for what they do, Never cared for what they know, And I know! So close no matter how far, Couldn't be much more from the heart, Forever trusting who we are, No nothing else matters

2008-01-22 - 3:00 p.m. Lullaby

Sleep, my child, my little one, sleep
Down in the glade where the river runs deep
The wind whistles through and it carries away
All of your troubles and cares of the day.

Rest, my dear, my lovely one, rest
Where the white killdeer has built her fair nest
Your pillow sweet clover, your blanket the grass
The moon shines on you as the wind whistles past

Dream, my own, my pretty one, dream
In tune with the song of the swift meadow stream
Take wing with the wind as it lifts you above
Tethered to earth by the bonds of my love

Yeah... I stole this from a book, but I made up a melody for it... I hope to sing it to my children someday.

previous breakdown - next breakdown

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La fille, c'est moi.

And in my darkest hour you'll watch as I weep

Sometimes only pain reminds you you're alive

Are my screams loud enough for you to hear me?

The ships hung in the air much in the way that bricks don't.

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In the end, only kindness matters