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Excuse the out-of-character song choice, but this song seems quite fitting right now.

I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that’s how it’s got to be
It’s coming down to nothing more than apathy
I’d rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who’s still standing when it clears

Everyone knows I’m in
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She’s on your mind

Let’s rearrange
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage
Say that we agree and then never change
Soften a bit until we all just get along
But that’s disregard
Find another friend and you discard
As you lose the argument in a cable car
Hanging above as the canyon comes between

Everyone knows I’m in
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She’s on your mind

And suddenly I become a part of your past
I’m becoming the part that don’t last
I’m losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won’t let it go down till we torch it ourselves

Everyone knows I’m in
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She’s on your mind

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Graduation Day.

Smudged funnies in a broken bottle on the dot at nine
Daddy throws clothes, throws on an old stove
I’m crying in the corner at five
Well I’ve seen black and I’ve seen blue but fine lines I don’t see
And just because I am in misery
Don’t it mean a thing that I want to know
That I want to know

Graduation Day
Graduation Day
We take back everything we said about you

As far as she remember, they don’t teach humility
And just because her only signal is mayday
Don’t it mean a thing
That she’s seen love and she’s faired war but fairness she can’t see
And just because she is in misery
Don’t it mean a thing that she wants to know
That she wants to know

Graduation Day
Graduation Day
We take back everything we said about you

That camaraderie’s old
Doing what I’m told
And everybody know this is getting out of hand
Everybody is dying for
That chance to be heard not ignored
And everybody know this is getting out of hand

Graduation Day
Graduation Day
We take back everything we said about you

I’m not going to school

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I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It’s not a cry you can hear at night
It’s not somebody who has seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don’t even know the name
But if I did, well really, what’s it to you?
There’s a blaze of light in every word
It doesn’t matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn’t much
I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

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Rest in Peace.

I’ve heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don’t know if I believe that’s true
But I know I’m who I am today
Because I knew you

Who can say if I’ve been 
Changed for the better?
I do believe I have been
Changed for the better
And because I knew you…
I have been changed for good. 

Today, our school learned that one of those among us had passed away. A beloved art teacher passed on early this morning, and the loss of her presence truly is a loss for the world. She was my teacher in years 9 and 10, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a teacher have such strong faith in every single one of her students. She was always there to encourage, and give ideas, and lend a hand, and provide support to those who needed it. Every single day she had a massive smile on her face, greeting everyone she walked past. She truly loved people, I think. I believe she was one of those people who found it hard to see the flaws in individuals – instead, she focused on their brilliant qualities, and tried to nourish those so they become the strongest ones in each person. She had such life within her – she was so quirky, and fascinating, and energetic. To anyone who had her as a teacher, she quickly became a sort of motherly figure – she definitely treated her classes like her children, and she would nurture them as if they really were.

It’s really hard to comprehend that we’ll never see her smiling at us again, or singing happy birthday to us in her operatic way, or going out of her way to make sure we’re okay. With her, it was always others first, then herself. Even when she was sick, she would try and look after everyone else as best as she could. I honestly can’t recall another person I’ve met who’s quite like her – there was so much light in her, even when times seemed to be gravely dark. The world would be a much brighter place with more people like her in it – and without her, it seems just that much darker. I will miss her an awful lot, but I know I’ll never forget her or her personality. The best we can all do, I think, is to try and make our attitudes towards life more like hers.

I saw this poem on my friend Bronwyn’s blog, and as she said, it feels quite appropriate for today.

Between The Dash by Linda Ellis

I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning… to the end.
He noted that first came her date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears, 1964-1994
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth…
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own;
The cars… the house… the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard.
Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
To consider what’s true and real,
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile…
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy’s being read
With your life’s actions to rehash…
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?

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Walk You Home.

She said she don’t believe in regrets
Well I regret to inform her that I do
Rainfall on a tin roof
Inside I sit and scribble a haiku
On the napkin that came inside of our takeaway thai food
It goes, our time is always, our season is all year round
This our secret for as long as we can keep it
The deepest of secrets that nobody knows
The root of the root, the bud of the bud and so it goes

And the lyrics of a thousand songs couldn’t paint her picture
So beautiful, she had me from my first conversation with her
See nobody was ever as clever
And I still can’t figure how they put her together
Sitting in the room where we first got lost in one another
Just tripping off the feeling of together we’d discovered
And I’m reminiscing on days past, escaping to Pearl
Before taking that whole and making it two halves
But it was scary to be even this close to a perfect fit
Close your eyes, I promise this won’t hurt a bit
This is the kind of love that inspires the stuff I write my poems to
The kind of love you have to leave, just to come home to

You play with fire and you get burnt
For all the things that I have learnt
And I would love to walk you home
If not the one, then you’re the first
For all the things that I have learnt
And I would love to be the one to walk you home

Now ain’t it funny how the ones that you drag all the way through your hell
Are the same who can teach you how to touch heaven as well
And now it’s out of order and we ought to know
You try to fit a square through a circle and it’s flaws will show
And it’s gone now, you wouldn’t even know it was there
But you’d get lost tryna navigate the moments we’ve shared
Like when we held each other’s hands and we said goodbye
Tears streaming out our eyes like somebody had died

Now it’s the day after your birthday and it’s pouring outside
And I’m catching arrow tips with my fingers down the phone line
See she broke my heart on the river
The trump played last gets the job done quicker
So I’m singing to my palindromic angel, held her too tightly
Wings got broken and the love got strangled
But I don’t wanna hold you back girl, go fly
Conquer yourself, all the corners of the sky

But I hope that you are close by on the day that I leave this world
With hands held we can close our eyes and let the second hand go by
Cause I wouldn’t wanna not say goodbye
Let you know that you touched my life
And whether I like it or not
I think a part of me will never give up this fight
Cause there’s nothing like you and I
No, there’s nothing like you and I
But it’s getting late in the game now, outcome’s uncertain
These are things that I needed to say before the curtain
So I wrote you the song that you deserve to let you know
You will always be my first and most wonderful love

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Song To Woody.

I’m out here a thousand miles from my home
Walking a road other men have gone down
I’m seeing a new world of people and things
Hear paupers and peasants and princes and kings.

Hey hey Woody Guthrie I wrote you a song
About a funny old world that’s coming along
Seems sick and it’s hungry, it’s tired and it’s torn
It looks like it’s dying and it’s hardly been born.

Hey Woody Guthrie but I know that you know
All the things that I’m saying and a many times more
I’m singing you the song but I can’t sing enough
‘Cause there’s not many men that’ve done the things that you’ve done.

Here’s to Cisco and Sonny and Leadbelly too
And to all the good people that travelled with you
Here’s to the hearts and the hands of the men
That come with the dust and are gone with the wind.

I’m leaving tomorrow but I could leave today
Somewhere down the road someday
The very last thing that I’d want to do
Is to say I’ve been hitting some hard travelling too.

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Let It Die.

The saddest part of a broken heart
Isn’t the ending so much as the start
The tragedy starts from the very first spark
Losing your mind for the sake of your heart
The saddest part of a broken heart
Isn’t the ending so much as the start

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