Thursday, January 15, 2004

The choices facing you
Are not easy to ignore
The choice is facing you
And we've all been here before
When all and everything
Seems to blow up in your face
The choices facing you
Are still only yours to face.



Don't be feeling blue
My gloomy, pretty child
Put your smile on
Fair daughter of the wild.
And the sun will sing a song
In someone else's head
A special song for you
To brighten up your dread.
The whispy clouds wil blow away
To brighten up your day.



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