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too fast
03:02
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TOO FAST
It’s not love that hurts so badly
It’s a demon from my past
And only love can save me from the pain
It will not last… The die is not cast
And life is going much too fast… Too fast…
I just want to dance and sing
But some days I feel the cold wind blow
And I’m afraid to really say
I’m afraid to really show
Sometimes I’m afraid of what I think
I’m afraid of what I know… Oh.. it’s time to go slow..
And feel the sun… feel the rain… Feel the feelings over and over…
Feel the joy… feel the rage…
Cry and laugh and cry and laugh again and again and again and again and again.
It’s not love that hurts so badly
It’s a demon from your past
And only love can save you from the pain
It will not last
The die is not cast
And life is going much too fast… Too fast…
C Linda Worster 1991
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right here, right now
04:51
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RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW
after all these years, I have found you.
now I know what I’ve been waiting for
after all these years, I hear the sound of your voice
and I recognize your face. I’m not waiting anymore
right here, right now, I will love you
right here, right now, we can begin
the time for yearning is over
right here, right now, we can win
after all this time, I can touch you
and smile into your heart, so real
after all this time, there’s so much to say
and now I know a way to tell you how I feel.
right here, right now, I will love you
right here, right now, we can begin
the time for yearning is over
right here, right now, we can win
after all these tears, I’m tasting laughter
darkness is spilling into light
after all these tears, I’m not wasting any time
here is some poetry that rhymes and feels so right
after all these years, no more fantasies
flesh and bone have needs to hold you
after all these years, I’m ready to move on
as I create this song, I am bold to say
right here, right now, I will love you
right here, right now, we can begin
the time for yearning is over
right here, right now, we both win
c Linda Worster 1991
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3. |
you lie
04:12
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YOU LIE
How can you stand there saying you’ve got the good of us all in mind?
How can you stand there thinking that we’ll believe you?
When you’ve proven only your selfish interest and thought that we were blind.
Something in your words does not ring true.
Some take more than they need. Some give till they die.
And that’s the way of the world, I know, but why?
How can you not care about what happens to your children even if you couldn’t less about me?
How can you refuse to take in the larger picture? I can’t believe that you don’t see.
Some take more than they need. Some give till they die.
Where is a system in this world that isn’t built on lies? You lie.
I don’t believe you’re standing there telling us that everything is fine.
When it’s apparent Earth and her children are screaming.
Don’t you feel their pain in your heart? Or do you rationalize?
I keep hoping we’ll awake and find we’ve all been dreaming…
Some take more than they need. Some give till they die.
Why is the measure of our wealth- things- things to buy- THINGS to buy…
How can you stand there saying you’ve got the good of us all in mind?
How can you stand there thinking that we’ll believe you?
When you’ve proven only your selfish interest time after time
Something in your words does not ring true.
You lie. You lie. You lie.
C Linda Worster 1992
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4. |
if i let myself believe
05:26
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IF I LET MYSELF BELIEVE AGAIN
you're saying everything just right. you're doing it all fine.
so why am I compelled to fight these feelings of mine?
you're saying everything I want to hear...giving me everything I need
so why am I so full of fear? shall I disregard it or heed?
I want to say "I love you" but I fear I'm falling too quickly
it's the same old pattern...too soon to last...
I want to say "I love you" but I fear I'm jumping in too deep.
I've done this again and again...too fast...
oh, but could you be the Love that I've been waiting for
could this finally be the time for we...oh,when...
I can't take that pain any more...if I let myself believe again.
I want to say "I love you." My heart is wanting to hold you.
is it different this time? I'll wait and see
I want to say"I love you... and all of these feelings are real...
and this won't be just another broken heart to heal."
yes, I'm afraid to really let you in. I won't have to end what I don't begin.
yes, I'm afraid you'll just turn away if I let myself believe you'll stay.
what is Love? what is romance?
after all this time, I still don't see it...when...?
am I ready to take that chance?
can I let myself believe again?
c Linda Worster 1991
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5. |
peace
02:49
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it's time
03:35
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IT’S TIME
what makes me so different?, what makes you think you’re strange?
what makes us so separate from anything that changes?
what makes you so special, then makes you think you’re the worst one?
who made me the goddess, who made me the cursed one?
it’s time, it’s time… why not give ourselves a break?
if we want to be givers we have to learn to take;
it’s just half of an equation, it doesn’t matter what we believe,
if we want to be givers we have to learn to receive
what makes me the bloody saint? what makes you the bad guy?
what makes me so quick to blame when we just don’t see eye-to-eye?
it’s time, it’s time… why not give ourselves a break?
if we want to be givers we have to learn to take;
it’s just half of an equation, it doesn’t matter what we believe,
if we want to be givers we have to learn to receive
and i never believed it when i was younger,
i didn’t understand.
I could not conceive that to love you i must love myself before…
and….
it’s time, it’s time… why not give ourselves a break,
if we want to be lovers we have to learn to take,
it’s just half of an equation, it doesn’t matter what we believe,
if we want to be lovers we have to learn to receive
if you want to be a giver you have to learn to receive;
for a gift to be given the gift must be received
c Linda Worster 1995
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changing
04:51
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CHANGING
Changing, changing… on and on and on… the world keeps turning round.
And what I thought forever, suddenly is gone. What I thought was lost is found.
But it’s changing, changing… sometimes, I resist. But still she keeps on spinning anyway.
And what I thought was mine I find I have missed the point. It’s not that anything is supposed to stay.
I need to face my fears or they only bring me pain. I need to find my way out of here… please.
I need to feel my anger and my sorrow of goodbye and know that nothing is quite what it appears to be
It’s changing, changing… and I cannot predict where my path will lead.
In this very next moment, I may cease to exist. In this very next moment, life is sowing the seeds.
I need to face my fears or they only bring me pain. I need to find my way out of here… please.
I need to feel this anger and this sorrow and this goodbye
and know that nothing is quite what it appears to be.
It’s changing… changing… on and on and on and on ….
the world keeps turning round and round and round…
And what I thought forever, suddenly is gone. What I thought was lost is found.
C LInda Worster 1993
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9. |
different from the rest
03:49
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DIFFERENT FROM THE REST
when you rub your fuzzy face on mine, it turns me inside out
you seem to think you’re the queen of the world and in my mind, there’s no doubt
even though it looks like there is no one home when I gaze into your eyes
you don’t fool me, I know you’re a somebody in a furry disguise
but I say, “you are my kitty and I am your human”
I always tell you, you’re the best
because I know that you expect to hear that you are
somehow different from the rest
“more food, more food, more food, more food” is your constant complaint
“can’t you see you’re starving me” you comment with little restraint
“more food, more food, more food, more food, more food, more food, more food, more food, it must be absolutely fresh”
you’ve got a figure like a barrel, still you’re rubbing out your request
because you are my kitty and I am your human
sometimes I wonder who’s really in control
I know you let me think I’m the one who calls the shots
as you’re herding me to your dinner bowl
in and out, in and out, you’re at the door one more time
in or out, out or in, you just can’t make up your mind
but I get the big payoff when you consent to sit on my lap
when you’re curled up- warm and fuzzy- taking yet another nap
the way you let me hold you- sometimes- as long as I don’t cling
the way you sit beside me when you like the way I sing
you are my kitty and I am your human
you’ve seen me at my worst and at my best
seems no matter what I do, you remain unimpressed..
but I know you think that somehow, I am different from the rest
c Linda Worster 1990
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10. |
deer in my yard
03:07
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DEER IN MY YARD
there's a deer in my yard...the sun is setting...
it's cold outside, but the fire is warm in here...
she's looking for something to eat...this is winter...
she's looking around for a treat...the deer...
there's a deer in my yard... my guitar is in my hand...
I am the watcher at the window of this tiny space of
Earth-land...
she glides silently from the trees...I sing my song...
as she is carefully nibbling out there on the lawn...
there's a deer in my yard...
c Linda Worster 1989
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