...of the Month

Song of the Month:

My Immortal
Evanescence

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
cause your pressence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone

These wounds wont seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
and I held your hand through all of these years
but you still hold onto me

You used to captivate me
by you resonating light
now I'm bound by the life you left behind
your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
this pan is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you screamed I'd fight away all of your fears
and I held your hand through all of these years
but you still hold onto me

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
but though you're still with me
I've been alone all along.

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
and you still hold onto me.

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My original:

He said
Chelsea Rickert:

He asked me under a pale moon
if I've ever touched a star
I've seen them skirt against the atmosphere
but always from afar
He's seen them in the distance
as they race across the sky
He's cried and said that GOd was near
and he's made my heart bleed dry.
He told me I rode upon the wings of the wind
I said I'm drowning deeper in this pit of sin
I need a hand to pull me up and someone to guide me home

He said
     Free spirits don't stay
     free hearts must play
     life is a journey long
     if you learn, it will make you strong
     travel far and live for today
     and you'll find your fears have run away

He calls me his inspiration, he says I am his muse
what can you say to a man like him?
his eyes ask questions I cannot refuse
he makes my cup runneth over the brim

And he said
     free spirits don't stay
     free hearts must play
     life is a picture frame
     filled with the memories that remain
     take your pictures and stow them away
     to remember them some other day

So I asked him to travel with me
down that road up ahead
the poet and his spirit free
will walk together instead

   free spirits, they don't stay
   they'll live their life in their own way
   life to them is much too brief
   and I've adopted this as my own belief
   so laugh often and keep your smile
   it will warm you after every mile

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