For 5 to 6 years I sat on the pew
My eyes open and unseeing
My heart beating but unknowing
My mind sharp but unbelieving
It wasn't a bright light that made it happen.
It wasn't the voice of God.
It wasn't a chorus of angels.
It was a little girl.
When I turned, and looked, after 6 years,
I opened my eyes, and saw
She was no longer a little girl, I saw
She was in pain, I felt her agony, her terror
And so, at first, I opened my mouth
And prayed. And yet I turned, and looked again,
And the answer to my prayers and the
Healer to her pain walked in, under
The cross on the door.
And so I opened my eyes, and saw.
I saw the people a
"Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have
01. I hurt: When I tried so hard to love and give everything I could to the kids I was a nanny for and then they turned around and treated me like crap
02. I love: cappuccinos
03.I hate: ungreatful people
04. I cry: when I think of my parents because I miss them a lot.
05. I fear: My parents dying.
06. I hope: I fall in love this year.
07. I sadden: when I think of home
08. I feel alone: Often. I think it is mostly because I just moved here and although I'm surrounded by a lot of really great people, deep down I feel alone because no one really understands where I'm coming from yet.
09. I kill: Sleepiness with caffine
10. I talk: In