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And I know
03:16
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i believe in seeds sprouting
in the darkest blight
i believe in stars burning
in the darkest night
and i know, i know
there's no world without the pain
and i know, i know
it hurts to be the change
and i know, i know
it's hard to see the good in people
i know
it's hard to stay the same
i believe in rain breaking
through the drought-bit skies
i believe in tears turning
into lullabies
and i know, i know
there's pain mixed in love
and i know, i know
it hurts to rise above
and i know, i know
it's hard to see the world in people
i know, i know
now is but a memory as we move forward
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2. |
Lullaby
02:50
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in the center of the world there's a little girl
waiting for her turn, waiting to come out
reaching for the world that we've built for her
but it's not ready
there are kinks in the code
and we're not ready
but we'll love her so
and it's okay
and even though the world feels like broken glass
we will hold her hand, we will hold her high
we will grind the glass down into soil
until it's ready
to deserve her whole
until it's ready
to love her so
and it's okay
in the center of the world there's a little girl
restless for her turn, restless to come out
restless for the world that we've built for her
it's not ready
to deserve her whole
but we are ready
to love her so
and it's okay
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3. |
Shards
02:53
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you call your words a mirror
but wield them as a shard
rub salt in the womb and tell her it is not her fault
and yet you ask
how could she do it
how could she go and break your heart
and yet you pushed
pushed as she pulled back
til she began to break apart
you say the cuts are yours
the shards have pierced your flesh
tell her it was her fist that punched the glass you built for us
and yet you ask
how could she do it
how could she go and break your heart
and yet you pushed
pushed as she pulled back
til she began to break apart
and yet you ask
how could she do it
how could she cut you like a stone
and yet you pushed
oh how you pushed
a shard of you inside her bone
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4. |
All This
05:12
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you paint your scars with a makeup brush
purge your skin til it hides the flush
is your fear hidden deep
is your hope hidden deep
deeper than the scars
you sew your heart underneath your knees
so it won't run to your t-shirt sleeve
is your fear screaming out
is your hope screaming out
screaming in despair
and all this for a chance to love
you shave your hair looking for your skin
sit up straight suck your stomach in
is your fear singing loud
is your hope singing loud
louder than your nerves
you wear the shoes that compress your toes
as if you need to impress your clothes
is your fear gonna burst
is your hope gonna burst
into something fierce
and all this for a chance to love
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miriam Boston, Massachusetts
sings in the rain, records in the kitchen.
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