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I'm Not Broken
05:25
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One more breath, one more sigh ,one more reason to cry
One more breath, one more sigh
One more time, just one more time, you’ve got to give it one more try
I’m not broken, I’m just stiff
I’m not hopeless, I’ve got a lot to give
I’m not a failure just because I cry
I might be sad and I might be angry, but I’ll give it one more try
This is love, this is grace
The child inside me searching for her place
This is love, this is grace
These are the dreams that I have lost, the empty space I have to face
I’m not broken, I’m just stiff
I’m not hopeless, I’ve got a lot to give
I’m not a failure just because I cry
I might be sad and I might be angry, but I’ll give it one more try
These friends are comfort, they make me strong
I told myself I could not fly but I was wrong
We are one body, you are my wings
When we come together we do unlikely things
I’m not broken, I’m just stiff
I’m not hopeless, I’ve got a lot to give
I’m not a failure just because I cry
I might be sad and I might be angry, but I’ll give it one more try
So don’t say broken, no don’t say done
I will fight, I won’t give in, I won’t lay down ‘til I have won
I’m not broken, I’m just stiff
I’m not hopeless, I’ve got a lot to give
I’m not a failure just because I cry
I might be sad and I might be angry, but I’ll give it one more try
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Stages
03:42
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If you were an actor, if this was a play
What kind of scene would we rehearse today?
Would you exhale and stutter as you stared at the floor?
Would you tell me you’re sorry as you head for the door?
Would you tell me you’re sorry to leave me this way?
What kind of scene would we rehearse today?
If I were an actress, if this was a show
If I could imagine how the scene would go
I’d tell you I loved you right there on the stage
The words would be written right there on the page
I’d look in your eyes in the spotlight glow
If I could imagine how the scene would go
And as I grow, one thing I know, that life is like a show
And friends come and go
If I were the playwright and the story was mine
A fairy would heal you and you be fine
And you would be able to look in my eyes
We would not be burdened by looming goodbyes
And we would be able to make up lost time
If I were the playwright and the story was mine
They’re hanging the stage-lights, they’re learning the songs
People are laughing, they’re making new bonds
These moments are precious, they hang in the air
It won’t be long until they’re no longer there
And as I grow, one thing I know, that life is like a show
And friends come and go
(Doo-doo)
If all of my loved ones from each passing age
Were gathered together right there on the stage
One ginormous chorus of friends we would be;
An army of actors, my friends and me
And I’d take a picture to store in my heart
For moments like these, when we’re all far apart
And as I grow, one thing I know, that life is like a show
And friends come and go
I will hang onto this moment, this treasured photograph
Keep the warmth inside although these things don’t last
Cause I will always love you and hold you in my heart
For months and years to come, even when we’re apart
Oohh
Now I know, I also see my friends are here with me
In my heart they’ll always be
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Gather Up the Good
02:56
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With a Hey-Ho I let you go, with a Hey-Ho (x2)
Oh, I tie my heart up you see
I gather up all the good you’ve done me
I braid all the pieces of what we could be
I set them to sail upon the sea
With a Hey-Ho I let you go, with a Hey-Ho (x2)
I lay me down beneath a tree
I search my soul for where there might be
A pocket of hope so that I might see
A bright tomorrow for me
With a Hey-Ho I let you go, with a Hey-Ho (x2)
Forever I’ll hold your love in my hands
I’ll bury this heartache in the sand
I’m walking through a shadowland
The Lord has more than sorrow planned
With a Hey-Ho I let you go, with a Hey-Ho (x2)
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Letting Go
03:02
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Letting go, though we don’t know when the light will come
Letting go, though it’s slow, yes the light will come
The door of the cage is open now, it’s only a matter of time
Til we find our wings and fly
We are in a Holy embrace no more fists, just an open palm, ah
Something draws us back, we’re afraid to fly, we know this place so well
No, no, no
Run outside, lock the door, smash the windows, burn the house, run away, run away, run away…
Letting go, though we don’t know when the light will come
Letting go, so we can grow, yes the light will come
Book the ticket, take the flight, close your eyes and make a leap, turn away, turn away, run away, run away…
Letting go, though we don’t know when the light will come
Letting go, though it’s slow, yes the light will come
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Those Three Words
02:35
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Those three words, simple and true
I and love and you
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Falling For You
03:47
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You lean into me, look right through me, you can fool me, I’m falling for you
When you sing to me, you unglue me, you undo me, I’m falling for you
When you come inside, in these blankets we’ll hide and pretend that the mornin’ ain’t comin’
I think that you’ll find in your sad state of mind that I’m a safe place to abide
I’m a safe place to abide, I’m a safe place to abide…
Will you pursue me, my mind’s gone gooey, we fall down, do we? I’m falling for you
I think that we’ll find in the right place and time that we make each other alive
The scene that I’m seein’ in all this daydreamin’ is you and me holding out
You and me holding out, you and me holding out…
You lean into me, look right through me, your eyes undo me, I’m fallin for you
Maybe I’ll find that it’s all in my mind and moments like these come and go
Maybe I’ll find in the passing of time, these memories are all long ago
But I don’t know how to let go, no I don’t know how I’ll let go…
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If I Were a Fly
04:50
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If I were a fly I’d spy on you
See all the things that you really do
I’d hear all the words you speak at night
I’d know who you are when there’s no one in sight
And I’d whisper in your ear
Just a small voice that you’d hear
But which words would I say?
I can’t change you anyway
Way-oh!
If I were a fly I’d follow you
Stick to your side like super glue
I’d buzz in your ear til you crawl into bed
Then it’d be you who can’t get me out of your head
But I can’t change your mind
Fly or humankind
So I’ll just pass on by
No one loves a fly
Way-oh!
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Niko
07:11
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I remember the day your momma told me, told me that you were on the way
I remember the look on her face; a look of fear and confident grace
How she fought for you
Cause she wanted you
It’s a thing that mommas do
I remember the weight of your tiny foot pressed through her skin and into my hand
And I remember as your time drew nearer, I couldn’t wait
To meet you in your tiny size
To look into your brilliant eyes
You were such a lovely surprise
N-I-K-O
I love the way you say my name,I love the way you laugh at our little game, because I know you, I’m not the same
Darlin’ you are one of a kind, you’ve got the most brilliant mind, your heart is loving and kind
Niko, it’s my favorite thing
To see you grow your little bitty wings
You’re gonna do great things
N-I-K-O
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Natalie Inga Alberta
Natalie Inga
Calgary, AB
Puts the pen to the page, the melody to the thought, and joy in asking life's big questions.
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