Place of Refuge

Place of Refuge

11 May 2010

Everything That Happens


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I'm living here
day to day
because to remember
is to relive
both the hard times
and the happy times
I know I'll never see again.

So I'm living for the smell of the crisp spring air
I'm living for the tear rolling down my cheek,
one more time remembering
remembering
the happy times
I know I'll never see again.

four hundred twenty four years
is such a long time of remembering
such a long line of remembering

So I'm living for the sound of a sleeping breath
I'm living for the pain that tears
my heart right in half
remembering
the happy times
I know I'll never see again.

I thought I'd never love
like that again
But I did:
was it a sin?

and then

you hurt me
and you made me have to leave you
if I wanted to be the
woman
I've worked to hard
to make myself to be

Don't you see?

That's the sin
you sinned
against me


So I'm living for the rumble
of a cat's contented purr
I'm living for the stumble
on an uneven path
I'm living for the glance
of a mother's embrace
I'm living for the trance

I'm living for the moment
living day to day
so I don't have to remember
the hard times
and the happy time
I know I'll never see again.


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