Saturday 11 July 2009

You're a Queen, and I feel like shit.

[A song for expecting friends.]

When you're born i'll call you a seminal wind
bringing ghosts of life to the surface again
with eyes held wide like sights of majesty
the kind we really need in this city

and if greatness casts its shadow
long and heavy behind you

it's because there ain't no mountain you can't move.
sweetchild,
there just ain't no mountain that can stand up to you.


when you come i'll call you the beginning of the end
of the way i was, because i'd give up everything
to show you the world with which you're left
things are such a mess, i'm sorry for everything

but if greatness casts its shadow
long and heavy behind you

remember there ain't no mountain you can't move.
sweetchild,
there just ain't no mountain that can stand like you
you'll teach these old dogs something new
there ain't no mountain you can't move.

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