You wished upon a star
and got left out in the rain.
You gave it all your heart
and it just got broke again.

Oh… It just got broke again.

You dressed unto the nines,
now I guess he’ll never see.
You painted a whole world, clearly it
is not meant to be.

Not meant to be.
Oh… not meant to be.

He let you down again
now you’re sick of this pain,
from Baltimore to somewhere
should you get onto that train?

Oh… get on to that train.
Oh… get on to that train.
Oh… get on to that train.

Daddy, spend some time with me,
it’s all I really need.

It doesn’t have to be that much,
let’s go do simple things.

Help me remember times back when
I was a little girl,

when you called me your princess doll,
back when you used to twirl

me round and round. You’d tossed me high,
just simply having fun.

So, Daddy let’s go be carefree,
make me feel I’m the one

who’s still your princess doll.
Yeah, let’s go spend a little time,

pretending like forever
I am yours and you are mine.

We never seem to line things up.
Why is it such a fight?
We circle round and round again
but nothing turns out right.
We spread our wings into the wind
both self-emerged in flight,
but all we end up being is…
birds passing in the night.

I thought to change one hair tonight
from white to black, atop my head.
It seemed a try would be alright
while lying here upon my bed.
 
I called out to the powers that be
in all their forms amidst the sky,
but nothing changed at all for me
though I had given my best try.
 
I guess it’s human nature
to control the things at hand.
To try and make sure everything
works out the way you planned.
 
We swear upon by the heavens
and it brings down all the rain.
We swear upon the earth and find
it only leads to pain.
 
We swear upon our heads and find out
just how much we lack,
for we cannot so much as make...
one white hair turn to black.
 
... Ref Matthew 5:33-36

How vast is the reach of the universe wide?
How great be the distance between mind and eyes?
How far in both ways does the length of time go?
What distance exists between God and each soul?
 
Illusive the answer to each of these be.
Perspective controls how we think, what we see,
how we judge and interpret the concepts at hand,
the things we consider and just where we stand.
 
We all live in bubbles of what we believe.
We think we see what everybody else sees.
But that which we see at the end of the day
is through a glass, darkly, yeah just like they say,
and someday we’re all in for quite a surprise…
when we learn the distance between mind and eyes.

1 Corinthians 13: 10-12

Dim lit, damp and distant corner
torn from dream of vapor’s fold.
Slow descent to worlds divided,
nothing hot and nothing cold.
 
Long ago this soul forgotten,
cast off in the ides of youth.
Un-forgiven deeds left hiding
beneath the stone of burden’s proof.
 
Wait to see if fate redeems her.
Wait to hear if time repeals.
Sentence passed down just to mar her.
Word and deed like flint and steel.
 
‘Jezebel!’ they mock to call her,
waging war against the skin.
Pressed on by the mob’s directive,
let the judgment now begin.
 
Scrutinize each blood-stained footprint
left across the ice drawn field.
Hide the ones who hold her province.
Never bend. No, never yield.
 
For from that damp and distant corner
ever flows the world of hate
through the veins of those who think they…
hold the key to Heaven’s gate.