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Guest DanD

song of mine: "I Can't Reach You"

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another song of mine. I wrote it a long time ago.. this was just me and an accoustic guitar for a long time, but then i put more instrumentation on it when i stuck it on my demo in 1995, so thats the official copyright date.

It might not seem very "transy" but it is in alot of ways. Its very much about me. This was written pre-op, when i thought i'd never be able to transition, at the rate things were going.

"I Can't Reach You" (95)

I just can't get

why I forget.

And I think I'm dumb,

or maybe someone

who just never knows

where my mind goes.

I've walked through life

on tippy-toes,

Still I can't reach it.

I'm not that tall.

Still I can't reach it,

I'm much too small.

I'm not like you,

but I make do.

I'm all I have,

and I'm not so bad.

Life cuts like a plow,

and I'm bleeding now.

I'm dragged through life,

I don't know how.

Still I can't reach you.

I'm not that tall.

Still I can't reach you

I'm much too small.

Sometimes I wonder why

all I do is sit and cry.

Sometimes I feel such pain,

I don't want to ever feel again.

I don't know why

life is so sad.

I'm all I have,

and I'm not so bad.

Still I don't know why

I even breathe.

I don't have a thing

I want or need.

Still I can't reach you.

I'm not that tall.

Still I can't reach it,

I'm much too small.

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Guest DanD

here's another one of those songs I wrote, this one was later from a CD i'd recorded back in the 90's. I wrote it shorty after my top-surgery was done, so it makes reference to it in there. couldnt think of a title for it for a long time, then a freind suggested this.

I sound sort of a mix of insecure and conceited at the same time in these lyrics, but really I was just chicken. You know how it is.

Custom Built (97)

If I met you some other time,

ooh, baby, you would be mine.

With no excuse for a fool like me,

I am blind but I can see.

I can see, I can see...

Do you think you'd want a guy like me?

I got no reason to believe you could.

Do you think you'd want a guy like me?

I'm all flawed, but my heart is good.

My heart is good, my heart is good....

I'm going through changes all the time;

I've got more stitches than a quilt.

Call me Clay, 'n shape me any way;

Some guys are made, but I'm custom built.

Oh yeah, oh yeah...

I could be famous, or a millionaire;

I know I could, but I just don't care;

You could never want a guy like me,

I may be blind, but I can see.

I can see, I can see..

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Guest miss kindheart

Thanks for sharing those Dan

<<< hug >>>>

Gosh i wish i could hear you sing them :)

I'll bet you are a great musician ^_^

I played for many years, mostly just hacking others songs though <_<

:wub: vanna

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this thing is just a poem, not a song. Its kinda mushy. i was looking for a certain poem to post but i saw this and i'd almost forgotten all about it. i wrote it in 2010. a few people saw it, said it was stupid. But I think its not so bad, its just different is all.

This gift is for your senses, for God is a divine artist.

Who makes all things we see and hear and smell and taste and feel.

I thank him for your eyes, that see things I do not always see.

I thank him for your words which share so much with me.

An instant with you can last forever, yet hours pass by as if it's it's an instant..

I have told you things, but not nearly enough;

I embrace your heart with mine and shower you with love.

you don't notice the flower petals descending from the heavens that lay before your feet

to gently cushion each step you take, and make everywhere smell sweet.

For as I breathe, I have explained many secrets to you, I will now teach you this:

The frog was not enchanted, nor was the kind maiden's kiss;

It was merely that sign of faith that revealed the prince inside.

for every man is just a frog, without the lady he loves by his side.

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Guest miss kindheart

Definately not stupid Dan :wub:

Is beautiful ^_^

So many girls , and so few princes :thumbsup:

Tis funny i found a frog yonder day , was a cute toy that lit up in different colors when you squeesed it :lol:

Any way thank you for sharing

<<< hug >>>

And

<<<< a kiss >>>>

:wub: snow white

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i remember i worked on that and wanted that sent with some flowers, but they only give you so many spaces to put something into a card, so Happy Brthday was about all that fit! lol

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