There is a woman in Somalia
Scraping for pearls on the roadside
There's a force stronger than nature
Keeps her will alive
This is how she's dying
She's dying to survive
Don't know what she's made of
I would like to be that brave

She cries to the heaven above
There is a stone in my heart
She lives a life she didn't choose
And it hurts

There is a woman in Somalia
The sun gives her no mercy
The same sky we lay under
Burns her to the bone
Long as afternoon shadows
It's gonna take her to get home
Each grain carefully wrapped up
Pearls for her little girl...
finally

We made amends but nothings mended
As what I gave can not be mended

You made a mountain of a molehill
Well that's what I will tell myself still
I led you on and leadings wrong

I made a meal of it and stumbled
We both knew that my cookie crumbled
I led you on but leading's wrong

A kiss is just a kiss

I think that's what fools say
But that is what this is

Have I been a fool?

I've been told I'm cruel
Due to what I do
I've been told I'm cruel
To you

the rain makes me hate you more. is it the gloom or the dark shadows themself that makes me think of how much i hate you? stop calling, please. you lied to me and to yourself..

remember the consiquences we talked about
i need time:much neeeded time...

i think we find distraction easier to say yes to then to things we know are right? ive been bad..its in this nature; but i am good at holding in...orgional sin am i. its alright; its alright. no ones got it all. power to the people who wonder about plesure
Power to the people
We don't want it
We want pleasure
And the T.V.s try to rape us
And I guess that they're succeeding
Now we're going to these meetings
But we're not doin' any meetin'
And we're trying to be faithful but we're cheatin', cheatin', cheatin'

I'm the hero of the story
Don't need to be saved

Dear Fairy Godmother.....

Dear Fairy Godmother,

I write to you to thank you for all the fairy tale endings you have given us, but we need to talk about what you have done for me lately....

I live in a fairy tale, somewhere too far for you to find. I have forgotten the taste and smell of the world that I left behind. I know its all about the exposure of "the lens". The angles were all wrong though. I find myself ripping wings off of butterflies now; can you figure this out? Keep smiling? You told me "keep your feet on the ground when your head's in the clouds". Well, go get your shovel and we'll dig a deep hole to bury the castle I have been living in.

So anyways, one day he found me crying coiled up on the dirty ground. My prince finally came to save me and the rest you can figure out. But it was a trick and the clock struck 12. "Well make sure to build your house brick by boring brick or the wolves are gonna blow it down" you said... Really?

You built up a world of magic for me because my real life is tragic. If it's not real and you can't hold it in your hand you can't feel it with your heart and I won't believe it. But if it's true you can see it with your eyes or even in the dark, k? Just so we are clear.........

All my love Bitch,

Cinderella

Your "little" life to come....

Your baby blues
So full of wonder
Your curly cues
Your contagious smile
And as I watch
You start to grow up
All I can do is hold you tight

Knowing clouds will rage
And storms will race in
But you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down
Waves will crash all around
But you will be safe....

Story books full of fairy tales
Of kings and queens and the bluest skies
My heart is torn just in knowing
You'll someday see the truth from lies

Castles they might crumble
Dreams may not come true
But you are never all alone
Because I will always
Always love you

Literary Interpretations.....

Dear Glinda,

I followed the yellow brick road as you advised. I encountered many interesting characters, some friends, some foes. As always, I had Toto with me, and even made wonderful friends with the Munchkins. I was hopelessly tailed by a cowardly lion lacking courage, a total sissy. A stiff, tin man who not only had no heart, but had no flexibility and constantly needed more "oil." And of course there was the brainless scarecrow, this one was so soft and stupid, I couldn't help but feel sorry. Not to mention I had to contend with flying monkeys throughout my ordeal. Emerald City truly opened my eyes to the realities of the world. When the I found out the Wicked Witch would never be able to take my ruby slippers, and all that was need to defeat her was water, everything changed. It allowed me to discover that the Man behind the Curtain was not an all powerful Wizard, and that I had the answers within me all along. It was a life changing experience... or was it all a dream?


Give the Lollipop Kids my love.

Somewhere over the Rainbow,
Dorthy

Hello.....Goodbye

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me?
All things are gonna happen naturally
Oh, taking your advice and I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing.

Oh, but at often times those words get tangled up in a lines
And the bright light turns to night
Oh, until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and I

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of, of the love
Of the love that I love

See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words;
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words.
More words than I had ever heard, and I feel so alive.

And with this silence brings a moral story
More importantly evolving is the glory of a woman

I'm Almost Free...

And it's okay if you had to go away
Oh, just remember that telephones
Well, they work out of both ways
But if I never ever hear them ring
If nothing else I'll think the bells inside
Have finally found you someone else and that's okay
Cause I'll remember everything you say

Well I'm almost finally, finally
Out of words