Buried within, the truth of life remained.
The dreams that had crumbled throughout the years
Now once again can be seen.
The ember that remained becoming a fire within our souls.

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Another Day

Another day, another night.
It remains the same.
No ember, no flame.
No winner, no loser; all play the game.

Searching around corners.
Looking for answers, looking for clues.
Waiting for a sign, what next to do.
There is time on your side.

Every breath taken the same as before.
Trusting your heart, forward you go.
Living in the present, mind in the past.
Waves keep breaking, life moving so fast.

Holding onto memories, those good and those bad.
Searching through the darkness
for life to be had.

The story's not over, it’s yet begun.
From darkness comes life under a new sun.
Look to Me for answers.
My light's always there.
A promised tomorrow, love to be shared.

In darkness no longer, a new light to be shared.
Reunited together, you've always been there.
Life's not always pleasant, it’s not always fair.
Easier it is when shared as a pair.

Another day, another night.
Moments of time, moments of change.

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Be Gentle with my Heart

With heart and arms wide open
My doorway it stands ajar
All that's mine I offer you,
Asking only for your hand;
    Be gentle with my heart.

Walk with me on this path unknown.
Discover with me, the suns of tomorrow.
Laugh with me when darkness comes.
Lie with me, till each new day is born;
    Be gentle with my heart.

Live with me till the grays of age.
Become one with me each passing day.
Learn from me, as I will from you.
Live as one, always be two;
    Be gentle with my heart.

Sing to me your song of love
I draw to you the stars, the moon above.
Where shadows lie, I will shine for you.
All of this and more I'll do;
    Be gentle with my heart.

Step into my heart, stay till end of time.
Miracles still happen, bringing piece of mind.
Hold my hand, walk with me to the rainbows edge.
Pots of gold will come in kind, my love for you I pledge;
    Be gentle with my heart.

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Eyes Wide Open

Eyes they are wide open, but yet still I cannot see
The reasons for the darkness that rages inside of me.
No comfort comes with the morning sun for night it still prevails.
Another day, another night, another coffin's nail.

Glimpses of the future, your magic lingers in the air.
Thoughts of love and tenderness they're swallowed with despair.
There is comfort in the laughter, smiles brighten up the day.
Past becomes the present, the shadows remain always.

Words, the visions come to me, awake or deep in sleep.
Bringing pain and hurt to those I love.
Small victories, the wins they ring so sweet.

Eyes they are wide open, but yet still I cannot see
The reasons for the darkness that rages inside of me.
No comfort comes with the morning sun for night it still prevails.
Another day another night another coffin's nail.

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Fine Champaigne

The fine champagne held tightly between walls of glass and cork.
Its life purpose ever held awaiting release.
To be savored and sipped to pleasure the palate of the chosen one.
Time within its confines, it controls its pressure from within.
Its longing to be released ever present.
The thought of its release while it sits in wait breeds excitement and stirs its passion.
Release of the cork always pushed yet never revealed.
It knows care must be taken for its release must be slow and tender or much
of its soul will be lost and never enjoyed.
It will sit on its shelf in anticipation of the time it is to be enjoyed.

Fear is fading and hope it lies on the horizon.
OMG wind don't fail me now!
Through the storm I can see the calm;
Wind don't fail me now.

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Him that Cries

Locked inside, the voice it quivers.
Upon my lips his words I find.
Memories of the past, inside my mind the stories are spoken.
Tears fall from his eyes, a heart is broken.

Settled deep within, the innocence of youth survives.
Living amongst the shadows, a history of lies.
A life of fear and anguish, the tears fall from his eyes.

Upon the wind a voice is heard, its message felt upon my ear.
Search for love and tenderness we've longed for all these years.
The message is buried deep within my soul.
The tears fall from his eyes.

From upon the lips that quiver comes a meek low tone.
Releasing stories of history still untold.
Searching for warmth and tenderness, a soft hand upon the cheek.
The tears fall from his eyes, a heart is broken.

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Hold my Hand

An island amidst the rapids of life.
I've been drawn to your shores.
I was saved and did not drown.
The sun shone through
Your shores; provided warmth when I was cold.

Hold my hand as I walk the beaches of this new life.
Give me the strength to be the man that I am.
Guide me through the forest of uncertainty.
Teach me to build on shifting sands.

Hold my hand as I walk the beaches of this new life.
Fill my nights with stars, your lights up above.
Open the door so that I may learn to love.
My prayer to you on the wings of a dove.

Hold my hand as I walk the beaches of this new life.
Allow me to gift, like those that have been bestowed upon me.
I will take only what's needed and share all that is received. Hold my hand as I walk the beaches of this new life.
Give me strength to be the man that I am.
Guide me through the forest of uncertainty.
Teach me to build on shifting sands.

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Lines upon my Face

The lines upon my face serve to hide a soul disgraced.
Every breath taken just as the one before, buries deeper the stories still untold.
Life's hidden secrets, its heart aches and the shame.

Long looks in the mirror, I come face to face.
The fears rise up inside of me, yet another wave begins to break.
The years they run together.
Daylight turns to night, then another day's begun.

Through the darkness I can feel the mark that life has left on me.
To the edge again I am drawn.
How clearly I can see.
The fall may be my savior; is this my destiny?

Yesterdays are my tomorrows.
It seems I have lived them all before.
The sun, the moon the stars above,
All things remain the same.

Every breath taken, just as the one before, buries deeper the stories still untold.
Life's hidden secrets, its heartaches and the shame.

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My Burden

With shoulders stooped, the weight of life bears witness to my sins.
At the foot of Your cross my burden I lay.
Yours now to carry, a new day You gave.

Give thanks to the Lord for the gift that He gave.
Give thanks to the Lord for your life He did save.
Give thanks to the Lord for your spirit's renewed.

In receipt of my burden, His now I will bare.
To carry on forward His mission to share.
The words of our Father now spoken through me.
His burden's but a feather from the wings of destiny.

I give thanks to the Lord for the gift that He gave.
I give thanks to the Lord for my life He did save.
I give thanks to the Lord for my spirit's renewed.

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Out of the Forest

Out from the forest her eyes appear.
To the tall grass she now hides.
The lure of the meadow is again beckoning her.

Blades of grass whisk against her as she moves to the meadows edge.
The softness of their touch ignites subdued emotions.
Upon the meadow her gaze is fixed.
The faintness of a smile begins to bend across her face.

Her patience is awarded.
Their eyes lock as before.
She hesitates to leave the protection of the grass floor.
The lure of the meadow grows ever strong.

Forward she moves with measured caution.
The tall grass begins to recede.
She is drawn to the meadow as a moth is to the flame.
The calls from the forest are all but drowned

His eyes reach out to her.
The softness in their voice is reassuring.
There is a promise in their words that soothes.
Her passion is a fire.

She longs to proceed but the cries from the forest succeed.
Frozen in her steps, they stand and stare.
To the tall grass in a bound.

Through the tall grass and into the forest.
The coolness there serves to dampen the heat of the passion.
Tonight she will again dance under the canopy of leaves.
Once more she will sleep in the arms of the trees.

The calls within the forest please her.
The lure of the meadow too. Tomorrow she'll be drawn again;
An awaking begins.

From the trees at the edge of the grass
Lies a barrier that can be felt but not seen.
It is firm to the mind but gentle to the touch.
In silence she waits

Anticipation builds as the warmth of the sun chases away the coolness of the forest.
Today she will search, today the barrier breaks.
Into the meadow with confidence she steps.

The forest now behind her, to the centre of the meadow she strolls.
Fear abounds.
A risk has been taken for those eyes to be found.

Is it the heat of the sun that takes her breath away,
Or is it just the sure uncertainty?
Are the eyes an illusion or reality?

Back to the forest a glance is made.
The voices there but a memory.
The glare of the sun makes it hard to see.
She pauses in hopes of clarity.

No eyes can be seen but their presence is felt.
Dead in her tracks she looks about.
From out of the forest his eyes now appear.
In search of her, blind to his fears.

To her side he now goes.
He moves without sound,
Their eyes locked together,
Their rainbows are found.

A Princess and her Prince
Together they'll be.
Tonight, two will dance under the canopy of leaves.

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Spirits Bridge

Push across the vale that holds you back.
Step upon this bridge that lies before you.
Take my hand and trust in me, for I love you.

Give no attention to its age.
Yet old, its strength is everlasting.
Walk with me to the side a far.
Take my hand and trust in me.

Look below you with each step that's made.
Watch that the dark turn to light.
Look to the other side, your future is bright.
Take my hand and trust in me.

Let me guide you to your journeys end.
Put your faith in me as I have in you.
Over the bridge your life begins.
My house awaits you, its door open wide.
Take my hand and trust in me.

I offer you my eternal love.
My world is opened, built with you in mind.
Open your heart so that I may come in.
Take my hand and trust in me.

Trust in my love for it will always be there.
Have faith in my love, for like the bridge it is everlasting.
Take my hand and trust in me.

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Teach me to Play

Before me lies the greatest gift
A man could ever hold
In the right hands she can bring pure comfort and joy

The magic of her voice, soothing to the ears around her,
Her frame still delicate.
Age has tried to harden her,
Yet her spirit is still young.

Teach me to play so that I can draw the music from your soul.
I promise to be gentle as I pull the bow across the strings of your heart.

Cheek to cheek in solitude they stand.
The bow is drawn, the faintness of a sound begins.
With eyes closed he draws deeper across the strings.
The pressure of his bow builds as the strings begin to resonate.
A choir is born.

Teach me to play so that I can draw the music from your soul.
I promise to be gentle as I pull the bow across the strings of your heart.

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What price was Paid?

Time stood still that winters night.
Words were said, decisions were made.
What was the price paid that fateful day.

The package delivered, a lamb to the wolves.
Time had been altered for reasons yet understood.
The coldness of the concrete, its hollowing sound.
Tears kept falling collecting on the ground.

Torrents of lines, words that confused.
A night of remembrance, mirrors to the past.
Love being tested, hearts breaking fast.

Years of dreams now brought to their knees.
A life of loneliness may be the destiny.
Steel bars surrounding a heart once free.
Choosing to hold onto the good memories.

Lead through the doorway, a single call to be made.
Answered it was, one life now is saved.
Anguish and fear, so easy to be lead.
Wishing that words had never been said.

Alone in the darkness, light still abounds.
A heart still beating in loves lost and found.
Searching for answers, the reasons the why.
Answers delivered down from the sky.

Hold onto the dreams, hold onto your soul.
Life's but beginning as the truth it unfolds.
Questions are many, answers are few.
There's a brighter tomorrow as your spirit's renewed.

Barred no longer, the past dissipates.
Continuing to love, unable to hate.
Love still tested as stories are told.
An understanding now begins to unfold.

Hearts still connected, souls still bound.
Riding the white pony on this merry-go-round.
Blessed are those whose spirits are reborn.
Patience is rewarded as love still abounds.

Time stood still that winter's night.
Words were said, decisions were made.
What was the price paid that fateful day?

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What you Stole

The warmth of the bed brings no piece of mind, no memories of those cherished times.
The room is dark but for a crack of light, hoping the door holds fast tonight.

I close my eyes but not my ears, fighting back a world of fear.
Silently do the footsteps come. Whispers heard, now I'm numb.
Softly the hands are laid upon me, their voices whisper gently.
Close your eyes go back to sleep.

Mother what have you stolen from me; what now will become of me?
I lay back and try to sleep, emotions rage inside of me.
It feels so wrong but yet so right, I can only hope they'll be quick tonight.

Mother what have you stolen from me? My innocence, my serenity.
I look to the heavens, no answer found.

Mother what have you stolen from me, what now will become of me?
They're finished now, I'm left to be. Left alone in my humility.
To the heavens I look once more, pray to God to lock my door.

In her arms, in peace I rest. Softly her fingers stroke my head.
Her angel voice now sings to me, a promise of the mother I long to see.

I open my heart, the love flows in. Once again the confusion begins.
My trust in her I offer thee in hopes that she will honor me.

Mother what have you stolen from me, what now will become of me?
Beneath the table I will sleep once more. Tonight there will be no opening door.
The warmth of the register until daylight. Lord if I am your son let me sleep tonight.

Mother what you stole from me was my innocence and dignity. You left me with my humility to anguish for eternity.

The time was now for words to be said, for the nights of terror upon my bed.
In spite of this I offer to you, God’s good grace and my gratitude.

For you have made me what I am, a love and caring, sensitive man.

I will hold no longer resentment in me. I offer God's hand to rest upon thee.
I wish once again I could gaze upon your eyes and offer my love still held deep inside.

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With His Breath

With His breath your spirit is born.
A soul awakens His world to adore.
Eyes wide open, a heart held fast.
A love that is given, His love ever lasts.

The green of the leaf, the blue of the sky.
Begs the question of those who ask why.
The breath it is given to all that are born.
Each and everyone, the soul so forlorn.

Arms held before you, true love to embrace.
Chosen steps to the future to meet face to face.

A bridge laid before us.
A Son's life that He gave.
The promised tomorrow;
Our souls now are saved.

In the wind lies His whisper.
The words set us free.
He asks but for love, belief, our honesty.

With His breath your spirit is born.
A soul awakened; His world to adore.
Eyes wide open, a heart held fast.
A love that is given, His love ever lasts.

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Your Promise Awaits

A passage from nowhere
Upon a tide sure from hell
A course without bearing
A mast without sail

Upon the horizon eyes now appear,
Beacons of hope, new life to be found here.
Through the vale of darkness a new day has begun.
Promising passage in the warmth of the sun.

A whisper comes on the tails of the wind.
A slave no longer to the waves or its whims.
Clouds are a promise of blue skies at their end.
Life's but a journey yours now begins.

Your course now has bearing,
Your mast has its sails.
Tied no longer, anchored no more,
You'll sail the winds of a song to a distant shore.

New wind draws you forward, your sails are now full.
Glance but over your shoulder, see where you've been.
Your past disappearing as your wake dissipates.
Sail to the horizon, your promise awaits.