Sparrow

Strong eagle shelter me with your dark wings

but hold back your razorlike talons.

The rain beats hard against my small feathers,
and I a poor sparrow am tossed by the wind,
I, a poor sparrow am tossed by the wind.

Strong eagle protect me with your dark wings.
Many would harm me without any thought

because I'm an orphan alone, all alone.
and I a poor sparrow am tossed by the wind,
I, a poor sparrow am tossed by the wind.

Strong eagle enfold me in your dark wings
keep me warm but do not crush me.

My small body shivers and quakes in the cold,
and I a poor sparrow am tossed by the wind,
I, a poor sparrow am tossed by the wind.

Inexperience

Those who have eyes but never use them
for fear they'll lose them
may as well be blind.

Those who have ears that only hear things
but never listen
are lost to our minds.

Don't see the dark side, don't see the light
don't hear the sadness, the cries in the night.
Life and love may be shouting your name
but you cover your head, their efforts in vain...

And we who have eyes never see you
we may as well be blind.

And we who have ears never hear you
never know you in our minds.

Saved

You tapped my veins and let blood spill freely
like a red waterfall flowing swift to the ground
and your eyes fiery vengeance burning right through me
you carelessly watched me sink down.

And you turned to go, but you didn't know
somebody else was there
who saw you betray me, someone who saved me
who answered my desperate prayers

Angel tears fell on my suffering face
warm caring arms lifted me from the ground
blood disappeared, tears turned to sunlight
kaleidoscope colors came dancing around.

You turned and left but you didn't know
somebody else was there
who saw you betray me, someone who saved me,
somebody who cared
and answered my desperate prayers.

Stillborn

He died before he had a chance to live

His mother's tears fell on his little face.
As they put him in her arms they sympathized
with this girl who'd never see her baby's eyes.

So many plans to cherish him and watch as he grew,
but now forced to change her plans and point of view...
Now she grieves her child, nothing comforts
the empty arms, the agony inside.

She'd gladly trade places, she'd give anything
to bring back the child who died.
Her heart ached like never before
as his still body was laid in the ground

and she wept bitter tears for her son.
His life was over before it begun.

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