Give me a melody, I'll find the words to sing I'm not giving up hope I'm just a nobody, life's not a tragedy And I'm not just a joke I'm walking alone, nowhere to go I'm working but I have no goals Is this life, is this who I am? Is this fine, or a useless sham? A useless sham! Take me to the moon, I'm not feeling good The city is crowded dust I'll be an open book, you can take a look We can stare at the stars Is this life, is this who I am? Is this fine, or a useless sham? A useless sham! I'm escaping all these blues And I will be taking you, too We'll play songs old and new And we'll dance on the moon, ooh Even if life's a useless sham I will be who I am And you will be you!
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For a heartbreak in the bathroom
I'm singing in the shower Waiting for the hours To pass me by I would've brought you flowers If this love had been ours But you're not mine. Oh, And I don't know what to say You're gonna fade away So soon, So soon I'll love you anyway But you're not here to stay My moon, My moon... Tell me why I cried for your arms Tell me why I'm begging for your love Tell me how I'll live a broken life Tell me how the hours will pass me by Without you, Without you. I'm still singing in the shower My breath turning sour This love couldn't be ours, And that is life.
The Mother Goddess
In a sunlit sky, your rainbow eyes Take me to ancient gardens I was born in your hair, and the gods stood there I turned your life into madness No scriptures, no songs, no story of us We were soon forgotten A goddess birthing a mortal being A scandal, and a problem You worked alone, you fought for me The sun slept and you toiled I cried in my crib, my tears shining Lit by the midnight oil. I hold your hands, I want that strength That fed me, clad me, soothed my cries I’m basking in your luminescence, Your goddess-esque motherly smile. To all mothers with absent help With babies a bit different, To all goddesses outcast, but strong I offer you my little song.
The basket song
My basket’s all empty I’d filled it with memories But now it is empty, they’re gone I’d left it all open I think they got stolen So I need to make some new ones Oh I want to be hopeful I want to be kind I want to get out of My sad little mind I’m trying my hardest I want to be found I think I’ll stay afloat But what if I drown? My basket’s all ready To be filled up anew I am still waiting, I don’t know, for whom Oh I want to be hopeful I want to be kind I want to get out of My sad little mind I grasp at the breeze For bubbles to pop I’m thankful for heartbeats Which did not stop I stand with my basket I stand here alone I am not empty I will soon go home Yes I will make memories I will find friends I will smell roses And happiness I will come back once I’m empty again I’ll sing my sad song And rest in my pain Goodbye, passer-by You have been kind You listened to my song I’d lost my mind Maybe another day I’ll run into you For now, I’m happy I wish you are, too!
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