christina henry

To dream the perfect dream
would be of blue skies,
and no tears to cry
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A mother is there, if you're in need
unconditionally she loves you, and she cares.
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In times of trouble in times of need
you must know you can lean on me

When you feel all hope is gone
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Time heals all pain
Time can bring you loss or gain
Time waits for none it seems
Time gives me time to heal
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My thought shall never be that you are dead:
Who laughed so lately in this quiet place.
The dear and deep-eyed humour of that face
Held something ever living, in deaths stead.
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When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her, though i know she lies,
That she might think me some untutor'd youth,
Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.
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A true ninja is free from all desire
he has all the qualities one would require

The shadow of the night
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A leap of faith is all i need
A guiding light to help me see
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When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her, though i know she lies,
That she might think me some untutor'd youth,
Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.
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How hard it is to fall from grace
And taste the bitter, bitter taste
In despair i cant regain
In this void i must remain.
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The moonlight rolls down like a river
The silence streams out like a sea
And for where the eastern winds quicker
My farewell goes floating to thee.
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He counteracts the hurt inside
And dries the tears that i have cried
To hear one speak God's holy words
Tis then i realise.
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Today, as i rode by,
I saw the brown leaves dropping from their tree
In still afternoon,
When no wind whirled them whistling to the sky,
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I'd seen many a men,
Who i had no knowledge of
not one possesed what it was,
That i was looking for.
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If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane,
id walk right up to heaven and bring you home again

If laughter could erase the pain you felt,
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In this house, in this afternoon room,
my son and i. The other side of glass
snowflakes whitewash the shed roof and the grass
this surprised April. My deciduous evergreen.
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Into my heart...
Into my heart an air that kills
from yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
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I cannot wait for him to return,
With raven hair, and skin of gold

I cannot wait for his love tonoght,
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Sing me a song that captures everyting
man and beast.

Sing me a song that fills me up
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There can only be one winner to walk from this,
and when i do ill be smiling with sheer bliss

Let me make things better, and send you a kiss
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