Well, I'm a voodoo chileLord I'm a voodoo chileWell, the night I was bornLord I swear the moon turned a fire redThe night I was bornI swear the moon turned a fire redWell my poor mother cried out "lord, the gypsy was rig..
I had a dreamOh, yeahCrazy dream, uh-huhAnything I wanted to knowAny place I needed to goHear my songYeah, people don't you listen now?Sing alongOhYou don't know what you're missing, nowAny little song that you knowEvery..
"Since you cannot be my bride, you must be my tree! Laurel, with you my hair will be wreathed, with you my lyre, with you my quiver. You will go with the Roman generals when joyful voices acclaim their triumph, and the C..
Is it that God is dead? Does he remain dead? Did we kill him? If so, we are a notorious murderer. Friedrich Nietzsche made the claim and we could make the case that he was right. The soil that we till has been poisoned b..
"Are you still looking to uproot and move to New Orleans?" Christophe asked as he turned and stared through Louis."I know you very well Christophe. Of all the questions I'd thought you would ask as the first comments to ..
"Forty-Six & 2" Join in my, join in my child,And listen, I've been digging through my old numb shadow... My shadow'sShedding skinI've been pickingScabs again.I'm downDigging throughMy old musclesLooking for..
"And that is what the soldiers did. Meanwhile, standing near the cross of Jesus were his mother, and his mother's sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple whom he lo..
Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't know how lovely you areI had to find you, tell you I need youTell you I set you apartTell me your secrets and ask me your questionsOh, let's go back to the startRunning in..
Whenever I'm alone with youYou make me feel like I am home againWhenever I'm alone with youYou make me feel like I am whole again Whenever I'm alone with youYou make me feel like I am young againWhenever I'm alone w..
I've been looking so long at these pictures of youThat I almost believe that they're realI've been living so long with my pictures of youThat I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feelRemembering you standing ..
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull dayFritter and waste the hours in an off-hand wayKicking around on a piece of ground in your home townWaiting for someone or something to show you the wayTired of lying in the..
Black then white are all I see in my infancyRed and yellow then came to be, reaching out to meLets me seeAs below so above and beyond, I imagineDrawn beyond the lines of reasonPush the envelope, watch it bendOver thinkin..
Fearless people careless needleHarsh words spoken and lives are brokenForceful aging help me I'm fadingHeaven's waiting it's time to move onCrossing that bridge with lessons I've learnedPlaying with fire and not getting ..
Melissa Doi, 9-1-1Melissa C. Doi was a graduate of Northwestern University, and despite aspirations to become a ballerina, she worked as a manager at IQ Financial Systems, and phoned 9-1-1 from the 8..
"Seasons" Summer nights and long warm daysAre stolen as the old moon fallsMy mirror shows another faceAnother place to hide it allAnother place to hide it all And I'm lost behindThe words I'll never findAnd I'm..
Did you knowIt was all going to go, so wrong for you?And did you seeIt was all going to be so right for me?Why did we tell you thenYou were always the golden boy then?And that you'd never lose that light in your eyesHey ..