Spirit, inherit, bell, citadel, price, thrice, glass, brass, cry, goodbye I miss the way those beads click-clack-clacked my hair flew with me and my big bright spirit Racing all the other kids in this neighborhood she got to inherit Play a little hopscotch clap your hands with me and don't you let me hear that end of school bell Neighborhood keep me closer, build up mighty walls and protect me like a citadel Cause I don't wanna get older and every summer's been coming with a price Kindergarten (just a little baby) Elementary (goodbye to those beads) Middle school (less and less wanted to race) I've already been through this thrice. Some are so worried if the glass is half full or half empty, the only glasss I'm worried about is the snowglobe glass And I'm not saying I'll never want to leave, I'm not scared of the outside I got my heart with it's beat and it's made all of brass But I'm looking through all the old yearbooks and the girl that I was and it's just a little something in my eye making me cry So I'll say see ya to my friends and to my sacred citadel, because this isn't goodbye.
star, spring, solar, glaring, learn, ghost, yearn, frost, thread, dead, Before the world fades out look up at the sky and choose a star Before you turn to stone take a running start and jump up there with shoes on a spring Join hands with the stars and dance with your spirit so solar Move your feet to the rhythm of life and don't be pulled down by all those glares from people who never learned to look at the stars and how to love or how to learn to have any kind of joy. They're just husks, and stones, less alive than a ghost Do not become stone let your mind keep dancing and let your heart still yearn I danced with the stars till the storm clouds covered them up and then my shoes wouldnt jump cause the ground was covered in frost I saw my feet turn gray and the stone was taking over but I hear a song and I tapped my foot, I saw a crack a little thread So I don't care if it's winter, I don't care if I can't see the stars, my dance won't die until I'm dead sun, done, moon, cocoon, star, far, planet, granite, night, sight, constellation, creation I decided to attempt a hymn for a fantasy culture lol Oh my people fall on your knees before the mighty sun That holy golden warmth and all it has done The sun so generous at night he gives his light to the moon She the sun the leader of the sky, gentle mother coaxing butterflies out of their cocoons Praise to the sun the daytime's shepherd star. The light-formed crook has gotten you through all your storms so far He hath slain the dark and nourished your life on this planet He hath burned down the night and he will make ash of your enemies castles of granite So praise him in the day and praise him before you go to sleep at night Stand up you kneeled stand and look and thank the sun for this beautiful sight. Be your own beauty be what the sun makes holy, join hands and become earth's own constellation Give praise to our sun by your gift of creation
