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Artist: Anne Yvonne Gilbert
The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once
What you are going through today
We have hands; we can stand on them if we want to
For everything you have missed, you have gained something
Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful
Everything in the world is about sex except sex
Behind every beautiful thing, there’s some kind of pain
I don’t know where I’m going from here
The truth is, we’re all some kind of haunted
Everything in the universe has a rhythm
I like weird people… The black sheep
Sometimes the dreams that come true
When a child is punished for their honesty, they begin to lie
Faces are the most interesting things we see
May you take time to celebrate the quiet miracles
Owning your story is the bravest thing you will ever do
Whatever relationships you have attracted in your life
I talk to God but the sky is empty
She was free in her wildness
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer
Have you ever noticed how we often live on the surface
The best way to find out if you can trust somebody
Its doctrines carry with them the stamp of the times
It's what you choose to believe that makes you the person
You don’t need to have your name written in the text
I am not interested in anything that doesn’t have
I have a special skill of feeling too much
… it becomes clear that I am not one and simple
Beyond the beauty of the external forms
Know that you can start late
That’s why I’m talking to you
Something in me wants more. I can’t rest
Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you
Before you can live a part of you has to die
Some people survive and talk about it
The mind, once stretched by a new idea
I’m not interested in how people move
There are thoughts which are prayers
You don’t remember what happened
If you can’t beat fear, just do it scared
The soul is silent
A million years after the birth of our sun
She had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them
If you can promise me anything
You know you can change the story
You carry the fragrance of everything
For your hair was full of roses
The earth is not just for the clever and the strong
If you try to change it, you will ruin it
She felt everything others felt
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The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once
What you are going through today
We have hands; we can stand on them if we want to
For everything you have missed, you have gained something
Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful
Everything in the world is about sex except sex
Behind every beautiful thing, there’s some kind of pain
I don’t know where I’m going from here
The truth is, we’re all some kind of haunted
Everything in the universe has a rhythm
I like weird people… The black sheep
Sometimes the dreams that come true
When a child is punished for their honesty, they begin to lie
Faces are the most interesting things we see
May you take time to celebrate the quiet miracles
Owning your story is the bravest thing you will ever do
Whatever relationships you have attracted in your life
I talk to God but the sky is empty
She was free in her wildness
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer
Have you ever noticed how we often live on the surface
The best way to find out if you can trust somebody
Its doctrines carry with them the stamp of the times
It's what you choose to believe that makes you the person
You don’t need to have your name written in the text
I am not interested in anything that doesn’t have
I have a special skill of feeling too much
… it becomes clear that I am not one and simple
Beyond the beauty of the external forms
Know that you can start late
That’s why I’m talking to you
Something in me wants more. I can’t rest
Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you
Before you can live a part of you has to die
Some people survive and talk about it
The mind, once stretched by a new idea
I’m not interested in how people move
There are thoughts which are prayers
You don’t remember what happened
If you can’t beat fear, just do it scared
The soul is silent
A million years after the birth of our sun
She had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them
If you can promise me anything
You know you can change the story
You carry the fragrance of everything
For your hair was full of roses
The earth is not just for the clever and the strong
If you try to change it, you will ruin it
She felt everything others felt