Cotton candy on festival groundsHearty laughter and merry-go-roundsPulsing heartbeats, lips dusting lipsSassy and playful, hands on hipsThe smell of flowersThe piano keys' soundApril showersA silken gown
Swear you'll stay alive tonightI know what happens in your headI know it's getting hard to fightSwear you won't put out your lightI know what all your voices saidSwear to me you'll hold on tightSwear you'll kill the darkness you fedI know you'll swear to live instead
Heads up, shoulders back.The confidence that we all lackIs trapped inside the mirror.Ballerina, twirl en Pointe,The clapping sound grows nearer.Insecurity sets in,Self-assurance is a sinAccording to society.No matter what I say or doThe pressure gets the best of me.
Follow a shadow, it still flies you;Seem to fly it, it will pursue:So court a mistress, she denies you;Let her alone, she will court you.Say, are not women truly thenStyled but the shadows of us men?At morn and even shades are longest,At noon they are or short or none;So men at weakest, they are strongest,But grant us perfect, they're not known.Say, are not women truly thenStyled but the shadows of us men?
Blessed be Thou for all the joyMy soul has felt today!O let its memory stay with meAnd never pass away!I was alone, for those I lovedWere far away from me,The sun shone on the withered grass,The wind blew fresh and free.Was it the smile of early springThat made my bosom glow?'Twas sweet, but neither sun nor windCould raise my spirit so.Was it some feeling of delight,All vague and undefined?No, 'twas a rapture deep and strong,Expanding in the mind!
His bridle hung around the post.The sun and the leaves made spots come down;I looked close at him through the fence;The post was drab and he was brown.His nose was long and hard and still,And on his lip were specks like chalk.But once he opened up his eyes,And he began to talk.He didn't talk out with his mouth;He didn't talk with words or noise.The talk was there along his nose;It seemed and then it was.He said the day was hot and slow,And he said he didn't like the flies;They made him have to shake his skin,And they got drowned in his eyes.