Before it becomes too late for this, here's one of my favourite songs...

Dedicated to the passing of seasons... To growth...

Who owns those scrawny little feet? Death.
Who owns this bristly scorched-looking face? Death.
Who owns these still-working lungs? Death.
Who owns this utility coat of muscles? Death.
Who owns these unspeakable guts? Death.
Who owns these questionable brains? Death.
All this messy blood? Death.
These minimum-efficiency eyes? Death.
This wicked little tongue? Death.
This occasional wakefulness? Death.

Given, stolen, or held pending trial?
Held.

Who owns the whole rainy, stony earth? Death.
Who owns all of space? Death.

Who is stronger than hope? Death.
Who is stronger than the will? Death.
Stronger than love? Death.
Stronger than life? Death.

But who is stronger than Death?
Me, evidently.
Pass, Crow.

Ted Hughes

Everything I do surrounds these pieces of my life that often change
Or maybe I've changed
Sometimes seeming happy can be self destructive even when you're sane
Or only insane
But don't bother waking me today

Chorus
Here I am
I'm so young
I know I've been bitter, I've been jaded, I'm alone
Every day I'll bite my tongue
If you only knew my mind was full of razors
That cuts you like a word if only sung...
But this is my song
It is my song

Now I live every day like there will never be a last one till they're gone
And they're gone
I'm too proud to beg for your attention and your friendship and your time
So you can come and get it from now on

Chorus

And it's you
It is you

Here I am
I'm so young
I know I've been bitter, I've been jaded, I'm alone
Every day I'll bite my tongue
If you only knew my mind was full of razors
I'm not sure I can take it
I'm nothing strong to hold to
I'll wait to only hate you
My mind is full of razors
That cuts you like a word if only sung
But this is my song

My Song - Brandi Carlile

I can see were thinkin bout the same things
And I can see your expression when the phone rings
We both know theres something happening here
Well, theres no sense in dancing round the subject
A wound gets worse when its treated with neglect
Dont turn around theres nothing here to fear

You can talk to me
Talk to me
You can talk to me
You can set your secrets free, baby

Dusty words lying under carpets
Seldom heard well must you keep your secrets
Locked inside hidden safe from view
Well, is it all that hard
Is it all that tough
Well, Ive shown you all my cards now isnt that enough
You can hide your hurt
But, theres something you can do

You can talk to me
Talk to me talk to me
I can set your secrets free, baby
La, la, la, la

Though we lay face to face and cheek to cheek
Our voices stray from the common ground where they
Could meet
The walls run high, to veil a swelling tear
Oh, let the walls burn down, set your secrets free
You can break their bounds, cause youre safe with me
You can lose your doubt, cause youll find no danger
Not here

You can talk to me
Talk to me
You can talk to me
You can set your secrets free, baby

Oh, I can see you running I can see you running
I can see you running all the way back home
I can see your expression when the phone rings
And I can see that youre thinkin bout the same things
Is it all that hard
Is it all that tough
Well, youve taken all there is now baby
Isnt that enough
Well, I can see you runnin I can see you runnin
All the way back

Stevie Nicks - Talk to Me

'Cause that's what friends are for, right?

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Words of Wisdom:

Let it be

When I find myself in times of trouble,
mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom,
let it be.

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
there will be an answer,
let it be.

For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer
let it be.

Let it be, let it be, .....

And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light,
that shines on me, shine until tomorrow,
let it be.

I wake up to the sound of music,
mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom,
let it be.

Let it be, let it be, ...