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Life is not for the coward, the doubter, the frail
It’s a rolling battle front of guilt and fear
So put away your fainting heart,
Pick up your shield.
Life is not for the coward, the doubter the frail
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Bicycle
03:45
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Love is saying sorry first
Telling the worst thought, “Uh-uh, no sir.”
Life’s a game of chicken, love is first swerve
Love is saying sorry first
Love is sticking to your guns
Holding the mirror ‘til the vision comes
If life’s a game of chicken, love will never run
'Cause love is sticking to your guns
It’s kinda like the pedals on my child’s bicycle
The pedals lock beneath your feet, you try to make them go
Push pedal against pedal, and then it starts to flow
Into a forward cycle: confess, repent, grow
Love is seeing ours not mine
Fighting the world, not our own pride
Life’s no game of chicken, that bird just doesn’t fly
Love is seeing ours not mine
It’s kinda like the pedals on my child’s bicycle
The pedals lock beneath your feet, you try to make them go
To move the bike along, one of those pedals must come low
And start the forward cycle: confess, repent, grow..
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She wears roses as bows in her hair
She won’t walk, she will dance to get there
And she tells me this world is all beautiful,
Life is all beautiful, we are all beautiful
When I wanted to run, she said, ”No!”
When I just want to hide, she says “Grow!”
Oh, she knows this world is all beautiful,
Life is all beautiful, we are all beautiful
Where’d you find that slice of sunshine?
You’re the blue sky, wild and free
How’d you learn that wild syncopation
That simple sensation of being?
She sees through a prism of light
Rainbow color hidden inside
She opens my eyes to the beautiful
She knows just being alive is beautiful
She throws her troubles away
They’re not worth the thought that they take
Even struggles remind her it’s beautiful
Night brings a bright new day…beautiful
Where’d you find that slice of sunshine?
You’re the blue sky, wild and free
How’d you learn that wild syncopation,
That simple sensation of being?
I wish I could bottle you up
Put you high on a shelf they can’t touch.
When the dark night hides all the beautiful,
Retrace these lines in your heart
It’s still beautiful
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Forgeries
03:11
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It was one too many smiley
It was just too many lines -
A Cheshire cat grin brushed on Mona Lisa’s smile
And you wrapped up the canvas
And you gave it with a kiss.
It looks so close,
When I squint
I could hire an art restorer,
With a mask and latex gloves
With some brushes and solution
To reveal what's covered up
They would peel back the layers
And clean away the grime.
Or five steps back...
And it looks fine...
If relationships are galleries,
I suspect a few emotional forgeries
Michaelangelo, DaVinci, Munch, Magritte,
And me.
So… DaVinci was a genius.
Well, he isn’t quite my style.
All those drab browns highlighting that elusive smile
Your enhancements are moving towards
What I prefer to see
A better version of
Reality
If relationships are galleries,
I suspect a few emotional forgeries.
Michaelangelo, DaVinci, Munch, Magritte
And me.
If relationships were galleries,
I detect a few inconsistencies.
Michaelangelo, DaVinci, Munch, Magritte
And me.
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Vivi
03:21
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Vivi, O Vivi, O you are so pretty
Your eyes are a Summer sky
I wish I could know just what you’re thinking
Behind that smile
Born two weeks early,
You were so worried that there was just too much to miss
All was disorder, my wonder beholder,
The world was your magic wish
Hello to all that awaits
To the wishes we have for a life full of grace
Hello to happy mistakes
To the mystery of each day
Hello to all that awaits
To the wishes we have for a life full of grace
Hello to happy mistakes
To the mystery of each day
Vivi, O Vivi, O you are so pretty
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Wake Up, Daylight
04:37
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Wake up, daylight, out the door again
Work hard, try to feel like you fit in
You say...You’re inadequate
You say....You’re unloved
You say….wearing thin, behind the clock
And you're not enough
Strange - the best man I have ever known
Tells me he’s a fool when he gets home
You say...You’re inadequate
You say....You’re unloved
You say….wearing thin, behind the clock
And you're not enough
I see beautiful
I see beautiful
And all you know is worn out soul
So, you’re inadequate
I wish you could see
Your tired, weary, worn-out soul
Is beautiful to me
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Forever
04:09
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Midnight on the telephone
I’m calling you, cause I’m alone
Now we’re alone - together
Another passing, average day.
In all the words, I heard you say
You would love me forever
You were like a grand Renoir
You drew me in across the gallery
Held me under a spell
The closer I was drawn,
Impressions started looking wrong
I forgot the master’s sketch
Forever, forever, forever
You’ll love me forever forever
Seconds turn minutes turn hours turn days
Years are held together
My mother once told me
To be married happily you
have to keep your eyes half closed
I guess I disagree
I want my eyes to fully see
The falls, the flaws and still redeem the beauty of
Forever, forever, forever
I’ll love you forever forever
Seconds turn minutes turn hours turn days
Years are held together
Midnight on the TV set
We really out to be in bed
We really oughta figured out this life by now
We’re growing older every day
My face is lined, your hair has grayed
We’re growing older together
Forever, forever, forever
You’ll love me forever for forever
Seconds turn minutes turn hours turn days
Years are held together
Forever, forever, forever
Forever, forever, forever
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I am Sorry
04:08
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I am sorry,
I forgot the heart
I have wandered the easy way
Played the part
I was throwing at a target
At the little bits of red
Feel the weight as I flick my wrist
A solid set
Satisfied, I took the score
Proudly went up to the board
Turned away, I saw what 8 feet away I missed
Your living heart
I am sorry
I forgot the heart
I have wandered the easy way
Played the part
I spoke with tongues of angels
Solved the riddles of the world
Poured myself out for the weak
Without love, all it was noise
I am sorry
I forgot the heart
I have wandered the easy way
Played the part
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Life is not for the coward, the doubter, the frail
It’s a rolling battle front of guilt and fear
So put away your fainting heart,
Pick up your shield.
Life is not for the coward, the doubter the frail
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Janet Blair San Diego, California
Janet Blair builds a bridge between her classical roots and pop-influenced songwriting with her debut album as a singer-songwriter.
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