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I’m tired, I’m tired of being strong,
When everyone else needs me to be
I’m tired of holding back my dreams
So someone else can be free
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I stand upon a midnight beach
The wind dances round me
Keeping my happiness out of reach
In time to the thundering sea.
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And the dancer danced
She danced her life away
For an audience who wasn’t there
To music no one could hear
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Standing here on the shore of life
A coastline battered by violence and strife
Behind me churns an angry sea
Ahead lies a road unknown, as yet, by me.
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Cry cry the silence
'Set us free
We want to be
Don't leave us to drift
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The dirty city sun glares down on a wind beaten track
The echoing voice of the commentator
Mingles with the sound of traffic, pulsing along the freeway
The air is thick with tension and excitement
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Cold morning, frozen earth
Frost lying like a blanket
The cool breeze cuts like a knife
Through the thick blanket
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For the love of the game
We rise before dawn
Rain, hail, wind and shine
For the sake of the game we greet the morn
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I stare from my open window
At the world below
Tiny people scurrying around
All dressed up with nowhere to go
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This black hole of rotten dreams
Like an open, seeping wound inside
A cesspit of self-destruction
Deeper and deeper, there is no end
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Sitting in another rush hour traffic jam,
Watching the inbound traffic cruising past me and away,
I look at their blank faces
And I wonder, do I look the same?
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There's a special place in heaven
For a heart as good as yours
Someone as wonderful as you are
Recieves only open doors.
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Here in the darkest hours before dawn,
She lies awake and wondering
At the passing of the storm.
Thoughts she left far behind
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Half measures and cracked cups
Upon a feast of souls the devil sups
Laughing gleefully all the while
At the angels pained smile
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Welcome to my kingdom.
I know these walls are high,
They're thick and solid
And cast with iron
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Heaven sent forth her angels of vengeance
On a night when the moon was dark
The air was as still as a grave
And the stars shone bright
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I want to show you how much I care.
I want to share my dreams.
I want to be brave enough to dare,
But I don't know how.
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18.

She felt cast adrift on a tideless ocean
Devoid of life, Bereft of motion
But far, far beneath the diamond-like surface
Swam the moon without emotion.
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19.

Fear comes in small doses
Sometimes smelling like hybrid roses
Lulling you into an indifferent daze
Those malevolent eyes like to gaze
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Her eyes gleam like polished stone
In the fading light of day
Standing poised on the edge of eternity
She releases the chaos from around her.
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I'M Tired

I’m tired, I’m tired of being strong,
When everyone else needs me to be
I’m tired of holding back my dreams
So someone else can be free
I’m tired of putting on a brave face
And holding back my tears
I’m tired of picking up the pieces
Of someone else’s fears
I’m tired of keeping up appearances
And walking in someone else’s shade
I’m tired of going the extra mile
To help someone else get made
I’m tired of accepting the blame
For other peoples errors
I’m tired or being the one to pay
Hello? I have my own terrors
The kind that visit in the night
And hold my dreams at bay
The kind that whisper in my ear
Through out the sunlit day
I have my own fears,
And more than enough sadness of my own
Do I have to have everyone else’s too
Why do I have to stand alone
I’m here for all my friends
I’m here for them all the time
But sometimes I just wish
They could be there for mine.
Maybe I should go away
Far from the troubles and strife
Somewhere I can be alone
Far from the burdens of life
Maybe I think one day I’ll do that
One day when I’m dead and buried
I’ll finally find my peace of mind
When across the river of souls I’m ferried.
But till such time as that comes to pass
When you need me I’ll be here
I’ll be strong for you, if you need me to
And ill soothe away all your fear
I’ll cast to the wind all your doubts,
And I’ll protect your battered soul
I'll restrain my fears and all my tears
Just so you can be whole
I won’t begrudge you these acts of mine
I’ll give them without reserve
All I ask is little in return
But no more than I deserve.

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