I tell my secrets to children
in the form of fairy tales
A "Once upon a time," is enough
to quiet down their wails
and I spin stories as well as spiders
weaving webs that a lost child
must navigate the tangled trails
with cleverness and wit
sharper than any sword
more accurate than any arrow
I speak of children who questioned
the established path of rejection
and this misguided idea of reciprocity,
"You must suffer because it happened to me."
Because my blessing in life was not brute strength
but a clear mind and clever tongue.
I tell my secrets to children
so that they may grow smarter because of them.

Behind the wooden, rusty gate
Leaves swaying golden, it’s late
Time grows slower when I think of it
Heaven seemed close and bit by bit
Skin unfolds and joins in heat
Through my limbs I felt every beat
Heavy waves moving through
I’m sure somewhere it’s only you
When skin came together
time grew slower than ever

i walked through the wilderness in my dream one night
there i saw a star shining oh so bright
while following the star through a path of sand
i saw a lonley figure who took me bye the hand
.
he said he would take me to a land so free
and that maybe oneday thats where i would be
it was very peaceful with angels all around
so very very quiet you couldnt hear a sound.

everything was white whiter than the snow
but i know that oneday this is where ill go

A crossroad, oh more than one
Come, come undone
Like the shore
the ruffles of the ocean scarcely touching
The thought that I am clutching
wet promise of lore
many have been here before

I can see, see what you go through
I wish I could be, be there and hold you