A Thousand Pictures

Mossy Stream

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a picture worth a thousand words
belongs in a museum
not a heavy heart
.
hanging on the songs of birds
have to let them go
somehow
.
all the bark strips off
all the bark strips off
piece by piece
.
on your own by the dying stream
why did you go?
why did you go?
.
trying to have a peek underneath
reflection hiding
in the dusky glow
.
when all the bark strips off
all the bark strips off
piece by piece
.
don’t you hide your face
don’t you hide your face for me
[repeat]
.
all the paths weave into one
might as well go home
might as well
.
there’s more life under that stone
than you’ve ever seen
ever known
.
and a thousand pictures
a thousand pictures
what a waste
.
but don’t hide your face
don’t you hide your face for me
[repeat]
.
it’s not worth repeating
it’s not worth repeating
it’s not….. ah well
.
don’t you hide your face
don’t you hide your face from me
don’t you hide it
don’t you hide your face from me
.
.
.
.

Copyright L.M. 2010.

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Angel

she sees it slightly
as it comes
she can’t wait to hear
she doesn’t know
just what’s in store
but she can’t wait

what can you say?
she’s the best you’ve ever seen

you say it softly
you take her in your arms
if you say it sweetly
she won’t ever leave

she really isn’t far
you know, you feel

what can you say?
she’s the best you’ve ever seen

you say it softly
you take her in your arms
if you say it sweetly
she won’t ever leave

you say it softly
you take her in your arms
if you say it sweetly
she won’t ever leave

if you say it sweetly
no she won’t, no she won’t
she won’t ever leave

Copyright L.M. 2007.  (I must’ve been in a really cheesy mood, I think I wrote this one and the next one the same night…… haha oh well, no one’s perfect!  haha).