| Bind Up My Life Mama Earth Days Page 6 |
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| One Last Look One last look at a butter cream sun; As it rises in a rosy red sky� And the glories all covered in dew Just waiting for the butterflies, Wind howling on a moonless night; Followed closely by the lone reply Fallen whisper like a scarlet leaf Haunting echo of a last goodbye; Boney fingers to the heavens rise; Just praying for one more day To see the ladies in their amber hues And the men who pass them on their way; See the twinkling of city lights Flowers dripping from window bays Keep it handy in your picture book It gets you through it on those frightful days Summer�s over and Fall is on His way See him dancing in the tall top trees To the rhythm of the cornfield play Hear him laughing on the frosty breeze� Wind howling on a moonless night; Followed closely by the lone reply Fallen whisper like a scarlet leaf Haunting echo of a last goodbye�. |
| Take My Hand Take my hand, I feel you flowing through me; Take my hand, Steal me away, To a land Where there�s no sorrow; Make me home, And settle me. For I am worn And I am weary; An empty vessel, On a stormy sea I hear the rain Outside it�s falling Make me home And anchor me. Fill up these eyes To shine with your reflection; Fill up this hole Where a heart should be; Fill up this soul With the heat of all your passion; Make me home, And settle me. |
| Groping in the darkness Something for to feel Warm familiar surfaces A waking dream Come real Well it�s hell Among the shadowlands Between the earth and sky Sorry, sad-faced shadowlands Looking up Asking why? Scat From a black cat, wandering Scat From a black cat, wondering Scat From a black cat, pondering And sitting on the side of the road�.. |
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| Hungry, half-eaten sentences Come stumbling To their knees Searching for a forest Lost among the trees So fly My little butterfly On wings of gold and blue And tango in the breezes While I take a look at you. Just scat From a black cat, wandering Scat From a black cat, wondering Scat From a black cat, pondering And sitting on the side of the road�.. |
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