The First Noel
Learn her freedom just inside a day
And find her soul
To find their fears allayed
Tried to make her love their own
They took her love they left her there
They gave her nothing back
That she would want to own
Gold and silver rings and stones
Dances slowly of the moon
No-one else can know
She stands alone
Sleeping dreams will reach for her
She cannot say the words they need
She knows she's alone
And she is free
Chorus:
Ocean gypsy of the moon
The sun has made a thousand nights
For you to ho
Bro Dependant
I try to focus on what I am,
listen to what I see,
I thought of this a lot and its becoming oh so clear.
I take it,
in excess,
but true feelings are supressed,
I cannot find the words to say it,
without hurting,
listening to what you say,
watching the things you do,
...and she can take a dose every...
as she wishes,
there's no relief.
Perhaps another drink.
And you take it,
in excess,
your true feelings are supressed.
you cannot find a way to cure it,
without hurting,
and you cure it,
but it seems your problems could relate,
obsession,
cumpulsion, my friend,
bordering everything,
so fucus on what you need,
listen to what you hear,
this is the last time I listen,
its becoming all too clear, (I completely confused it)
I take it,
in excess,
my true feelings are suppressed,
'cause when I find the words to say it it,
I've spoken all too soon.