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Faith Song
Infatuation Song
Black Portrait Salvation
Waterfall
Twisted Dancer
 

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Faith Song

Rivers flow and the wind blows
across the meadows of my mind;
Taking guesses and making fesses
about the things beyond my eyes;
The mountain's larger than I've encountered
as I start to climb;
But I can steal my nerves to know
the way I choose I will defeat my foe.

Flaming roses scent the air as if this is heaven's fare;
Lady luck is on my side
and I know I will reach into the sky;
My sight restored my feet alight;
the savage beast is calm inside;
Through crystal caves and tree lined hills,
in desert places where the devil faces
I'll create what I cannot see.

Fate calls with a longing plea
to step into her destiny;
With power and might I'll keep up the fight
to reach the richness of this light;
I'll play my cards right and I'll see it through,
to this never ending I'll pursue;
My precious dream
It will come true.

Infatuation Song

My feelings are to big for you
they'll eat you up and tear you down;
my heart is like a craving lioness
wanting more and more of you.

Do you have the strength
to know how much time
I need with you

My feelings are to big for you
they'll cover you and smother you;
like a vine growing round a pine
taking root with all its shine.

Do you have the strength
to know that I just want
to be close to you

My feelings are to big for you
they'll shake you and they'll plague you;
like a mountain moving
and a fountain looming.

Do you have the strength
to know that I just want
to be chained to you

My feelings are to big for you
I just want to be all over you;
Have a look inside my mind
and see whats there
for you to find.

Do you have the strength
to know that I just want
to be claimed by you

My feelings are to big for you
My feelings are to big for you
My feelings are to big for you

Black Portrait Salvation

In the dungeon my hands are chained in this darkly painted room
where time passes by as if its standing still;
this pain it melts my soul
the burning flames are heating coal;
I'm torn apart, I've broken my heart
my fame, its just all washed down the drain;
tear away at shackles and all I hear are hackles;
on tortured wings my crys will dive into the sea,
like the surf upon the sea my prayers are moving,
please let it be.

In the dungeon my hands are chained in this darkly painted room
The wind blows through me as if I'm not there
my spirit weak and their is no flow;
I could die down here;
My ground is fallow and my soil too shallow
In this dark where I cannot see;
I have lost my sight and I am out of fight
My legs are bent and me feet are lame,
and I fear this endless shame;
I could die down here.

In the dungeon my hands are chained in this darkly painted room
I pray for revelation, there is no self elation;
I hear the sacred chanting as if the worshippers will come near;
behind the bars that cloth me, my crippled heart has marred me,
the greyness that exudes from me doesnt light the way;
My oil is low my lamp is dim
What I fear has come upon me like prophecy from high,
and then I speak and proclaim this lie;
fortify my solid walls and bring the draw bridge high,
no man can touch this darkened soul
until the morning light draws near.

In the dungeon my hands are chained in this darkly painted room
My hand I raise in desperate plea for salvation to pass by me;
Let oil wash over my gaping wounds
Like golden thread bind over me,
the sparkle hits my eye;
Peace like waterfalls,
I'm listening for your passion calls;
Send the worshippers to chant their song,
Like a meadow in the filtered sun
and like places where the timbers just go on and on;
Take my hand, unblind my eyes
Release me from this dungeon in this darkly painted room.

Waterfall

With a mantle of lace she veils her face;
Like a falling angel to her watery bed she
breathes upon your face;
She clothes you with her wings as if she has
some Saving Grace;
Her heart is glass and breaks away
to reveal the colours in her face;
Tiny diamonds she throws across the floor
entreating you to take some more;
Her crystal palace from where she flows
sends her falling to the floor;
Bringing gifts for men, some to blind to see,
but some will cherish her and use the key;
I will let her bath me with her mystic serenade
and will let her call entice me
to wash my sins away.

Twisted Dancer

Twist and shout my mind is all about
I dance to the steps of the rivers quest
to flow down the valleys
to find some rest;

My spirit's twirling
and I'm still whirling
to master the depths of these dancing steps;
They take me high and they take me low
with the ebb of the rivers flow;

I twist about and release a shout
my feet keep moving
and the mountains looming
as I tumble down the side;

The waters foaming and I'm all loaming
with the steps I take
for the dance I make;
the water view  reveals
beautiful hue of chorus lines
and river shines;

Twisted dancer that I am
as I take my steps and I know I can.

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