is so much more important Please don't stop looking at me Don't walk out on me I should be singin' To earn my keep by now I guess my throat just can'
my God gave them to me I've worked hard to learn to use them And now I'll go and teach Bothell is beautiful in the fall Days of my youth were not so
make sense of how two of the darkest lives Came together to give this world light A world that's cracking and leaking all around me I can spend my day knowing my love for my
letters and I never learned to spell either So you can let on that you knew me the way I needed to be known The ghost I am, I was long ago I gave my life
not the last time Though that day awaits keep it far from here There's still much work we've to get done Your lighthouse is burning my travels clean
the kitchen, I stare at our bed frame I'm hearing your voice through the door I will work my fingers to bones To find us a way out of here I buried my
in this head I'm going on to bigger and better things Cause I'm tired Like they were tired Like a Mother, she knows what tired means At the end of my
your double edged sword Your unhappiness is what you are The same nervousness that makes me good at what I do Is my enemy today and will be my whole life
Thank you for leading me home that I May one day return to walk through those fields again I buried a treasure and made a map So I'd always find my way
sunset looks like You'll be lucky if you don't loose your eyes "To Hell with that" She said "I'll look deep and hard It's what my God gave me these
makes you happy We are a legacy Of tragedies but my God willing I will bring an end to this Though I may see an early grave I will make my time here my