At the microphone
she was looking for herself
through a tapestry of words;
the search was urgent
for without knowing who she was
she would always be a nobody;
but on the discovery of herself
she would be somebody.
Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
At the microphone
she was looking for herself
through a tapestry of words;
the search was urgent
for without knowing who she was
she would always be a nobody;
but on the discovery of herself
she would be somebody.
The long hours
cannot keep pace
with every demand
made on a fragile heart;
made on a fragile heart,
every demand
cannot keep pace
with the long hours.