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wake up with wonders awaiting you
pad down the stairs
the smell of coffee makes you aware
little yellow room
slip right back into bed
this place, meant to soothe,
prepares you for the day ahead
you reminisce, think of the first time we kissed
it slips away
maybe I could just stay upstate awhile
help this heart to smile and stand on its own two feet
taking chances to feel more complete
quiet my soul
through bird calls, wind, or a lack of control
ran down the hill
yelling, laughing, nothing to fulfill
little yellow room
sink right back into bed
this place, meant to soothe,
prepares you for a night of dreaming ahead
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Tender
03:58
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tender
your eyes were so tender
your words full of splendor, and lightness, and yearning
like I do
tender
your kisses were grander
than winning the lotto, or ballgowns, or road trips, or dancing
loving your darkness the way you love light
noting compassion as you hold me tight
tender
your hands were so tender
your touch filled with purpose, intention, and wonderful invention
tender
our love was surrender
the way that you heard me, and knew me,
and how you saw right through me
loving your darkness the way you love my light
noting compassion as you hold me tight
lover
I miss you already
please tell me you'll wait for the telltale sign that I'll be ready
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Hope
02:37
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hope
what a funny word
to be heard is to have hope
grief
an awful beast
a lover's thief of joy
shared experience
the current state, our sheltered homes
went outside and stared
was made aware of having hope
love
it conquers all
and takes a fall when we suppose
that love's a thing to gain
that it remains without growth
give yourself and see
humanity
humanity
humanity
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Lilting Lady
03:09
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lilting lady, eight or nine, sits underneath the sky
singing to the trees and hearing all their ancient sighs
lilting lady sits alone, connected to the ground
sand between her fingertips, delights in all she's found
lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai
lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai
floating in the lake at night and looking at the stars
lilting lady sees her friends as lightning bugs in jars
little woman closes eyes and tunes her thoughts to now
listening to crickets hum their prehistoric sound
lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai
lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai
lilting lady praises earth and stars and sky above
lilting lady bows her head and feels tremendous love
lilting lady sees the sea and understands its grace
lilting lady sings aloud, and thus, creates her space
lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai
lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai
lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai
lai lai, lai lai lai lai lai
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Sprouts
01:10
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Sunday Song
02:03
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I have never been one with words that roll right off my tongue
This song has taken days for me to feel intuitively
But if I stop, to think, to smile
I remember it's alright to be juvenile
Won't you please help me to let go and live for one more day
Without worrying about things that build up in this little heart
You know, like word, and rules, and cares
The best part of life is being blissfully aware
Each of us is a little dilettantish
All of us need art and hugs and eye contact
You and me can try a little harder at trying less
Let's do our best
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Kristin Eley New York, New York
"Caught" available 2/16/21. All proceeds go to The Trevor Project.
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