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note: These two pieces are probably around 6 years old and were written for my best friend when she was going through hard times, although I'm never sure she actually saw them.
For Lou 2 (Part 1)
The earth, the wind, the leaves cry for you.
God cries for you and the damp is upon your shoulders.
Let you tears mesh with God's, child love...let 'em drown together.
The earth, the wind, the leaves cry for you.
God cries for you and the damp is upon your shoulders.
Let you tears mesh with God's, child love...let 'em drown together.
Oh how very much you are adored...forever and ever.
Throw your troubles upon me, hard and fast,
And let the driving rain drown out your yells of release.
Dance in the rain, and I shall dance with you!
We shall yell it from the rooftops, a mighty, mighty yawp!
"To hell with you forever," we shall say, and the world...!
The world shall pass us by and we shall laugh at them!
They can not feel God's teary rain...
We are the pleasured few...the treasured and the damned...
Your teary breath and mine combine, and stop.
Our eyes meet, and laughter floods the gates,
Emotion toppling through to greater joy and strength.
Oh, forever this rain shall fall...soon it shall feel very wonderful.
God is laughing with us...it is not pity...it is love.
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For Lou 2 (Part 2)
I be whistlin' dixie, lady.
I be whistlin' soul.
Time enough to count the stars
And let 'em follow suit to you.
Try to take it step by step,
I swear to you, I swear to you
It's not too late to be enough
Of what you gotta be.
Shine a little darker, brighter,
Test a little water for to sing.
We are clear to hear you, lady,
Let those splendid sounds of anger ring.
I be comin' soon now, lady.
I be comin' now.
Time ain't go'n' to lose me, baby,
And let me lose the likes of you.
Try to see it step by step,
I promise you, I promise you,
It's not too sad to be enough
Of what it's gotta be.
So sing a little softer, louder,
Dance a little harder for to break.
We are clear to love you, lady,
Make our ears and hearts and mem'ries ache.
Yeah let them splendid sounds of anger ring...
Make our ears and hearts and mem'ries ache!!