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Thursday 5 April 2012

just because...

she is so awesome...


And I had a dream 
About my old school 
And she was there all pink and gold and glittering 
I threw my arms around her legs 
Came to weeping, Came to weeping 

Then I heard your voice as clear as day, 
And you told me I should concentrate, 
It was all so strange, 
And so surreal, 
That a ghost should be so practical. 

Only if for a night 
And the only solution was to stand and fight, 
And my body was bruised and 
I was set alight, 
But you came over me like some holy rite, 
And although I was burning, 
You're the only light 
Only if for a night 

The grass was so green against my new clothes, 
And I did cartwheels in your honor, dancing on tiptoes 
My own secret ceremonials before the service began, 
In the graveyard, doing handstands. 

And I heard your voice as clear as day, 
And you told me I should concentrate, 
It was all so strange, 
And so surreal, 
That a ghost should be so practical. 
Only if for a night. 

And the only solution was to stand and fight, 
And my body was bruised and 
I was set alight, 
But you came over me like some holy rite, 

And although I was burning, 
You're the only light. 
Only if for a night. 

Ooohh, 
Oooohhh, 
Woah-woah-woah. 

My doe, my dear, my darling, 
Tell me what all this sighing's about, 
Tell me what all this sighing's about. 

And I heard your voice as clear as day, 
And you told me I should concentrate, 
It was all so strange, 
And so surreal, 
That a ghost should be so practical. 

Only if for a night. 

2 comments:

  1. Love this. Your musical selections are always inspiring. I love your sharing and healing. Thanks for this.
    You are fantastic.

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  2. Love and Light from one Cat to another xxx

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Your voice is welcome here, your connection appreciated. Love and Light