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I got a funny feeling we missed a page or two somehow Ohh-ohhhh, Cinderella, maybe you could help us out Does the shoe fit you now
Through the years and the kids and the jobs
Hey hey, Cinderella, what's the story all about
We're older but no more the wise -- suzy bogguss -- |
Chained I feel like the world is tumbling apart right now. I can't catch the pieces, and instead of slowly falling one by one, they're falling heavily, millions at a time. Are there really hands large enough to catch millions of pieces? With my tiny hands I feel as if I can barely reach into my own soul, let alone pick up the mangled, twisted copper of my life. Things seems so small, issues that really are small seem so large when all added together. There are so many things that need to bed done, and yet I feel chained to the wall. Cuffs tightly locked and the gard sleeping soundly. I'm beginning to think he's never going to wake, that there is no escape. Hopelessness is not a good feeling. It's not something I enjoy welcoming. But it's so much easier to welcome it, than to fight it away; my hands to small to hold the sword it would take to win that battle.
Brief - 2007-07-05
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