Lift Me Up

Not sure what to say about this one... It came at a time when I was (and perhaps still am!) deeply poised between dark and light, between shadow past and mystic potential. Striving for the light...

Lift me up on the angels wings
Lift me up to the sky
Take me where the angels sing
I wanna fly

And I promise my love
And I promise my light
And I wanna fly
Through the sky
Through the night
Into the light

Verse 2:
Lift me up on the angels wings
Take me away from here
I'm dying on these city streets
This devil's field of fear

And I haven't the grace
And I wish I could change
But oh, you gotta show me the way
Through this blood of fire
Through the shadows in my mind
Into the light

Bridge:
Oh the angels have descended
The angels have descended to earth
The angels have descended
The angels have descended to earth

Angels all around me
Angels are within me
Angels are our spirits flying free

Angels all around you
Angels are within you
Angels are our spirits shining through

Verse 3 (1/2 verse):
And I wanna see you fly
Through the brilliant sky
Through the dark black night
Into the light

Outro:
Do you remember who you are?
You are a child of the stars
Do you remember...

You are the light

...
© December 1997, Boulder, CO

Sometimes

Mmm, a song from the true heart of winter...

Sometimes I feel like a crazy old woman
Sometimes I feel like the walking dead
Sometimes I feel like there’s a ghost in the shadows
Sometimes I feel. . . holy ghost in my head

And the night is so cold
And the air is grown thin
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel it under my skin

Sometimes I feel like a mean old woman
Sometimes I feel like a scared little girl
Sometimes I feel, where’s the hope for tomorrow
Sometimes I feel. . . maybe in another world

And the night is so cold
And the air is grown thin
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel it under my skin

Sometimes I feel like a wise old woman
Sometimes I feel like an innocent child
Sometimes I feel like running off with the circus
Sometimes I feel. . . like running naked and wild

And the night is so long
There’s no measure to its length
But I know it makes me strong
Yes I know it gives me strength

...
© December 1997, Boulder, CO