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Pheoby Snow ~ Harpo's Blues
Tue, September 23, 2008 - 3:07 PM
And I could sway to the music in the wind
And I wish I was a lover
I wouldn't need my costumes and pretend
I wish I was a mountain
I'd pass boldly thrue the
clouds and never end
I wish I was a soft refrain
When the lights were out I'd play
and be your friend
I strut and fret my hour upon the stage
The hour is up
I have to run and hide my rage
I'm lost again
I think I'm really scared
I won't be back at all this time
And have my deepest secrets shared
I'd like to be a willow
A lover, a mountain or a soft refrain
But I'd hate to be a grown-up
And have to try to bear my life in pain
I wish I was a soft refrain
When the lights were out I'd play
and be your friend
I strut and fret my hour upon the stage
The hour is up
I have to run and hide my rage
I'm lost again
I think I'm really scared
I won't be back at all this time
And have my deepest secrets shared
I'd like to be a willow
A lover, a mountain or a soft refrain
But I'd hate to be a grown-up
And have to try to bear my life in pain
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Tue, September 23, 2008 - 4:51 PM
I can hear that acoustic guitar..
Harpo's blues!
i love her singing.. thanks for the reminder.. I love "poetry man" also.. |
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Tue, September 23, 2008 - 6:21 PM
'tis my pleasure....
I love refreshing loved ones memories through the magical languages of music and poetry...
they can temporarily project us into other times and spaces they can help bond us to others through expression of commonly shared emotion they can heal old wounds they can enlighten and inspire us they can move us emotonaly, physicaly, and spiritualy |
