CONSPIRARE CHRISTMAS

Well I try to say there’s nothing wrong / But inside I felt me lying all along
But the message here was plain to see / Believe me
‘Cause I need love, love’s divine / Please forgive me now I see that I’ve been blind
Give me love, love is what I need to help me know my name
Oh I, don’t bend (don’t bend), don’t break (don’t break)
Show me how to live and promise me you won’t forsake
‘Cause love can help me know my name
Love can help me know my name.
—Seal and Mark Batson
What If
You’re hiding, surviving / You’re stubborn, too (True.)
And you‘re frightened / not knowing your heart (And you?)
I’m trying to question, / the answer’s near (Where?)
Here.
I yearn to soar, / so there has to be much more (No.)
Yes, there has to be another way. / It’s time to (Fly?)
That’s right.
We have to go high above (The wall?)
of course. (We’d fall!)
Perhaps, / but then we’d know all the things
Like wings and worlds we knew before
(You say you yearn to soar, but we don’t have wings anymore.)
I know, but there must be another way.
What if / All this / Came true? (Pure Bliss!)
What if / Your wings / Sailed free? (We’d sing!)
You’d lift / The Moon (And make it spin)
A choir of sapphire winds
We’d sing (What song?)
Just harmony / And we’d sing free / In perfect harmony
There must be another way.
What if / This time / Your dreams / They’d rhyme? (Sublime!)
What if / Your voice / Sailed free? (Rejoice!)
There must be another way.
—Eric Whitacre, David Norona
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