" width=300 height=40 controls=CONSOLE loop=false autostart=true volume=100 type=audio/x-pn-realaudio-plugin Initfn=load-types mime-types=mime.types >wings for marie (part 1) • You... You believed ... You believed in movements none could see. You believed in me A passionate spirit Uncompromised Boundless and open A light in your eyes Then immobilized. Broken Fell at the hands of those movements that I wouldn't see Yet it was you who prayed for me. So what have I done To be a son to an angel? What have I done To be worthy? Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents Difficult to see you in this light Please forgive this selfish question, but What am I to say to all these ghouls tonight? "She never told a lie, ... well might have told a lie, But never lived one. Didn't have a life, Didn't have a life, But surely saved one." See? I'm alright Now it's time for us to let you go. " width=300 height=40 controls=CONSOLE loop=false autostart=true volume=100 type=audio/x-pn-realaudio-plugin Initfn=load-types mime-types=mime.types >10,000 days (wings pt. 2) • Listen to the tales and romanticize, How we'd follow the path of the hero. Boast about the day when the rivers overrun. How we rise to the height of our halo. Listen to the tales as we all rationalize Our way into the arms of the savior, Feigning all the trials and the tribulations; None of us have actually been there. Not like you. Ignorant siblings in the congregation Gather around spewing sympathy, Spare me. None of them can even hold a candle up to you. Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see. But, enough about the collective Judas. Who could deny you were the one who Illuminated your little piece of the divine? And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me; I'm gonna let it shine to guide you safely on your way, Your way home ... Oh, what are they going to do when the lights go down Without you to guide them all to Zion? What are they going to do when the rivers overrun Other than tremble incessantly? High is the way, but all eyes are upon the ground. You were the light and the way they'll only read about. I only pray, Heaven knows when to lift you out. Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough; You're going home. You're the only one who can hold your head up high, Shake your fists at the gates saying: "I've come home now! Fetch me the spirit, the son, and the father. Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended. It's time now! My time now! Give me my, give me my wings!" You are the light and way that they will only read about. Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance, (With the) burden of proof tossed upon the believers. You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence, Judith Marie, unconditional one. Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents. Difficult to see you in this light. Please forgive this bold suggestion, but Should you see your Maker's face tonight, Look Him in the eye, look Him in the eye, and tell Him: "I never lived a lie, never took a life, but surely saved one. Hallelujah, it's time for you to bring me home."