She adopted Irish words and lingo As her moniker- Like the Meadbh of old, a queen Of many talents Her's was the gathering of languages A menagerie of the tongues of the earth Spoken as she lamented with crossed accents So that her French sounded Italian Her German sounded English And her Irish like the incantations to old legends In which she would have been worshipped- If not feared For what is not to fear in her eyes Which speak of a passion Like the intensity of Picasso's eyes That screamed his power She is the same- A famous beauty Like a song from childhood Her power to transfix is in her eyes Wells to get lost in- For she is the fairy queen of Hessen.
Ooooh baby listen up God made you for me and me for you which became a blessing for us but life keeps getting in the way and when ever we try somehow the plan is always rearrange and I know how much you need me and it breaks my heart believe me baby it seems like forever that I waited for you in a world of disappointment and lonely people but one thing is true but we gotta go our own way and I really don't want to leave it all behind but we get our hopes up and we watch them fall every time and it's so hard to watch it slowly fade away and he said what about us? What about everything we been through? What about trust? And that I know he never wanted to hurt me and I said I know and I'm going to miss you so much that it's going to hurt me more than it hurts you and baby it's something about you that makes me want to stay and work it out.
This is about having to put between the one you love so much or picking a job that you going to be gone for two or four or more years (army) it's hard we as people go through it every day
Letting go what might have been, Fighting demons, courting sin, Alone and far too lost to win, Another day upon my chin, Holding on, breathing in, Running on adrenaline, A new war within, Just me and pen, Synthetic skin, Wearing thin, Begin again, Spin.
I'll celebrate today Like I'm meant to stay I'll laugh and play Along, accepting broken praise Please still know I'll be thinking of you, my favorite foe Surrounded by faces and voices But still I miss your noises Shouldn't want to spend my time with you Shouldn't give in to your deception With you, I always make an exception It started with a stumble Suddenly I was falling in with your rubble Just a fragment of your heart A sliver of your chest Whatever happened to the rest? Happy birthday to me And all I should be But still I'm wishing I could be celebrating with thee