Just because I can't speak
Doesn't mean I am dumb
Doesn't mean I am stupid
I can communicate
Just in a way
Different than you

Just because I can't speak
You don't need to give me pitty
No need feeling sorry for me
My hands do my talking for me
My pen and paper
Sometimes join the conversation
I can read lips to
So even though I can't speak
I am not lost to the world

Sometimes a good cry is all we need
To wash away the darkness
So our souls can be clean
Then our souls sparkle
with a happy  gleam

Sometimes a good cry is all we need
The heart grows dark
sometimes dark as can be
we open the floodgates
and let the cleaning start
Now we have a happy heart

To cry
To wash out the inside
To push the darkness of life away
So we can move on to brighter things

There she stands on the street corner
Selling tulips from her cart
Her family is poor
So she helps to support
The only way that she can

Nine years old
Dressed in tatered worn clothes
She has never been to school
Selling flowers is all she knows
She sells the flowers
To those who pass by

Many have sean her
She is a regular sight upon the corner
A few have bought flowers
Many more just pass by
Not even with a glance her way

She sells the flowers
To better herself
To better her family
To prove
Though they are poor
They are not helpless

50 years later he cherishes them still
Sitting in the closet silent and still
Lunch boxes from days gone past
memories that forever last
First fight on the playground
The great cafeteria food fight
His first kiss
On and on
The memories flood in
As he looks at his past once again

These old lunch boxes
have new lives and stories to share
A first aid kit
A tackle box
just to name a few
New memories made
As each story's told
In with the new
Never forgetting the old

A flower given as a friend
To a friend
A flower given in peace
In hope for a better tomorrow
A flower given in peace
In hope for a better way

I like to cook
I like to create
I like to throw things together
Just to see how they taste

A liitle more spice
A little more flare
A little more love
A little more care

Each new creation a work in it's own
New flavors to try
New styles to like

One beat
One drum beat
One heart beat
Since the beginning of time the beat always was
Beating in continuous form within the storage of the human soul

The heart skips a beat
The drum beat changes
The beat gets faster and more intense
The throbbing heart feels it will explode with the pressure
There is no warning to be had that excels within the intents passion
That spills from this thing called the human being

The heart skips another beat
The drum beat pulsates with the driving of the heart
Faster and faster the heat begins to grow between us
The heart beat
The drum beat
The two beats join forever as one
The one beat beats out of control
The emotional high is more than the human soul can contain

As the beat intensifies in speed and scope
The passion overflows from our hearts
The passion, the flavor, the very essence of our soul
Is exemplified within this one beat

As long as our hearts beat true nothing else matters
The passion, we have gone to far to turn back now

The heat calms down
The deed is done
The excitement wares off
We sleep

One beat
The heart beat
The drum beat
From the beginning of time the beat always was
The beat always will be