"When I was young I thought I knew everything. I was young and unafraid and dreams were made and used and wasted; there was no ransom to be paid. I taught myself how to grow but now I’m crooked on the outside when the inside’s broke. I can’t believe what I have become. Couldn’t imagine what it was with soft hands forcelessly pulling me away. Is it overwhelming? Is it getting heavy? I realize, I thought it was already as heavy as can be.
No matter what happens now I shouldn’t be afraid because I know darkness creates these illusions; love comes at dawn. It’s a good time for Superman to lift the sun into the sky. Angel of love shine a light on me and forgive me of what I have done. I have it all here and should try to on hold as best I can because my hand is made strong."
3 comments:
This sounds familiar. Is it a song? One of the lines is word for word in a Les Mis song...maybe just a coincidence?
Bee,
There is no coincidence but the entire post is a compilation of song lyrics arranged by me. As I sat at dinner I thought of these things and decided to share them. I would have added some music but didn’t have it accessible, but maybe in the future.
In that case, it is a fascinating arrangement. Thank you for sharing it.
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