GETTING REAL WITH WHAT WE FEEL
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Double Edge
*with thanks to Waylon Jennings for the lyrical lines, though he probably had a very different meaning in mind
looking for love in all the wrong places looking for friends in words without faces hoping to find compatible minds don't want to believe I'm wasting my time looking for love in internet spaces looking for friends with dreams my heart chases wishing for more knocks on the door believing this is what I am living for to share and inspire to kindle desire to walk through the fire and take us all higher to open the eyes of the fools to the wise to see the surprise is not in the skies heaven is what you make of your life when you fill it with love hell is what you make of your life when you deny your heart god is your excuse to give up on the dreams you dream of waiting for the next life when will this one start? it all starts out so innocent like a moth attracts a flame as children grow we add on rules it becomes a game and then fear replaces love and brings with it shame and we look to the heavens for someone to blame looking for light in the darkest of places looking for hope in the words without faces hoping to see you all smiling at me don't want to believe this is just fantasy looking for peace and some real understanding looking for faith without all the demanding wishing for you to feel it all too believing in trusting the things we do to share and inspire to kindle desire to walk through the fire and take us all higher to open the eyes of the fools to the wise to see the surprise is not in the skies heaven is what you make of your life when you fill it with love hell is what you make of your life when you deny your heart money is not the answer to the life your heart dreams of waiting to retire to live when will this life start? but I say too much just take the soft tissue the tender emotions no controversy for I think too much within rhyme and reason there's no grand design to my philosophy am I looking for love in all the wrong places? looking for friends in words without faces hoping to find compatible minds don't want to believe I'm wasting my time looking for love in internal spaces looking for friends with dreams my heart chases wishing for more knocks on the door believing this is what I am living for to share and inspire to kindle desire to walk through the fire and take us all higher to open the eyes of the fools to the wise to see the surprise is not in the skies heaven is what you make of your life when you share all your love hell is what you make of your life when you deny your heart fear is the enemy you have to overcome to find the dreams you dream of what good is waiting for tomorrow when you know tomorrow never comes it all starts out so innocent like a moth attracts a flame as children grow we add on rules it becomes a game and then fear replaces love and brings with it shame and we look to the heavens for someone to blame so don't talk to me of god if you've turned your life into shit and if your heaven is elsewhere then I want no part of it don't tell me what is right if you don't know what is wrong talk to me if you can see this is a love song looking for love... real love... true love not somewhere above... here and now do love looking for love... feel love... true love if you can't touch it then you can't call it love the body is a tool what you do is who you are it's a simple truth but many never get that far knowing is scary it's responsibility most people shirk that well with drugs or diety the body is a tool how well do you dare use it? do you give it all it needs or do you abuse it? when it asks for your hand do you ignore or refuse it? when it wants to turn on do you just try to confuse it can you touch yourself or are you afraid of that too? can you trust yourself to do what you want to do? can you give yourself without strings or other's rules? can you live your life wise among the fools? (you can't tell them you know cuz that is just not cool and they might crucify you or treat you like a stool sit on your dreams toss you into a pool cuz they are afraid that's what they learn in school they are afaid of using their own tool) it all starts out so innocent like a moth attracts a flame as children grow we add on rules it becomes a game and then fear replaces love and brings with it shame and we look to the heavens for someone to blame looking for love... looking for love... looking for love... looking for love... Ric Candor ©2003* GET BACK LOOSE ENDS INDEX NEXT STEP MAINGATE FRONTDOOR WRITTEN GARDENS CROSSROADS FAREWELL  EMAIL
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