A Bebop La Lee, Come With Me (Rewrite)

White tulips, a basket of thyme,
Oh, a bebop la lee da,
Come with me.
An old red radio,
A field of golden wheat.
A gathering of orange blossoms and clovers,
Decorate the old truck.
Oh, a lee la dee,
A bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Rings of ivy and holly,
The old store down the street.
The broken stone wall,
Stacked rusted cans,
A worn-out slingshot.
Gathered freesias and marigolds,
Tied with mistletoe ribbon.
Adorn the streets.
Static on the radio,
A bebop la-na lee.
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Oh, a lee la dee,
Come with me.
Penny candy,
Scent of cooking food.
A line of stalls,
Games with toy prizes,
A menagerie of people,
Painted faces,
Crowns of flowers and plastic.
Oh, a bebop la la lee,
A lee la dee,
Come with me.
Oh, la lee lay,
La lee da.
A gathering of orange blossoms and clovers,
Decorate the old truck.
Let’s take a ride.
The red static radio,
Is it broken or have you found something?
Oh, a lee la oh de,
A bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Let’s wear masks of wood and paint,
Tied with buttercup string.
Don’t touch the thorns,
Don’t pluck the wilted roses.
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Driving past a field of golden wheat.
Stacked rusted cans,
A worn-out slingshot.
Gathered freesias and marigolds,
Tied with mistletoe ribbon.
Adorn the streets.
Colored dust,
Glittering fire sparks.
Shower everything in color.
Oh, a lee la oh dee,
Come with me.
Penny candy,
Scent of cooking food.
The old store down the street.
Painted faces,
Crowns of flowers and plastic.
Beware hidden words,
Hidden lies.
Smile,
Laugh.
Don’t hide behind the plastic mask.
Oh, a bebop la lee,
A lee la oh dee,
Come with me.
Oh, la lee lay,
Dee da ma dee.
La oh lee da day,
Let’s sing,
Alongside the old radio.
A gathering of orange blossoms,
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Rings of ivy, holly, and buttercups.
Freesias and marigolds,
Tied with mistletoe ribbon.
No need for the field poppies,
Hold tight the soft blue forget-me-nots.
Oh, a bebop la lee dee,
Come with me.
La da da,
La da dee, hello.
Dee da dee,
La la la.
The static is gone.
Bebop a la na dee,
Hello again.
Cedarwood masks,
Adorned with red roses.
Holly and hawthorn.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Don’t consume the hemlock,
Avoid the wilted roses.
Come with me.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
A lee la oh de,
A lee la day.
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Oh, a bebop la lee da dee,
Come with me.
Do you have the old red radio?
Past the fields of golden wheat,
In the old truck.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
A la na na.
Will you stay with me?
Oh a da da dee,
Static, bebop oh le la day.
Tune the radio,
Bop a la, la la lee.
Gather sundew, peppermint, and sage.
Oh, a bebop la lee,
Come with me.
Come with me;

Star of Glass

Among a forest of books,
I wander other worlds,
As I dream of things, both real and imaginary,
Within this overgrown, ruined place,
Beneath the eternal sky.
I am here, a broken heart,
A broken star of glass.
Silently weaving, quietly existing,
Till my words touch the pages,
And colors spill out from my stained fingers.
Forget-me-nots sprout from the cracks,
And bloom beneath a twilight sky,
A reminder of bittersweet thoughts,
Of fragile memories I hold within glass stars.
To forget the pain, the sorrow that lingers on,
I let myself become entangled by threads,
The waking dreams I create,
By the worlds I let myself fall into.
A flame flickers beneath my tear-stained face,
A small quiet voice quivers and struggles to speak.
Is that voice the past or present me?
Among a forest of books,
I wander other worlds,
As I dream of things, both real and imaginary,
Within this overgrown, ruined place,
Beneath an eternal twilight sky.
I remain alone,
Longing for a warmth I may never have,
A fragile wish.
I close my tired eyes,
I cut off from reality,
When tears threaten to drown the light,
When it all becomes too much to bear,
Because I am delicate patched glass.
Can you hear the words,
My rusted voice can’t speak aloud.
Among a forest of books,
I wander other worlds,
As I dream of things, both real and imaginary,
Within this overgrown, scarred, ruined place,
Beneath the eternal twilight sky.
I am here, a broken heart,
A broken star of glass.
Forever silently weaving, quietly existing,
Till my whispered words touch the charred pages,
And colors spill out from my stained fingers.
Forget-me-nots sprout from my cracked heart,
And bloom beneath a lonely sky,
A reminder of bittersweet thoughts,
Of fragile memories I hold within glass stars.
A flame flickers beneath my tear-stained face,
A small quiet voice quivers and struggles to sing.
Is that voice the past or present me?
Only ashes remain of the things that burned in the flames,
That brought this place to ruin twice more.
To forget the pain, the sorrow that lingers on,
I let myself become entangled by the thin red threads,
That hold and hang the glass stars above,
By my endless dreams.
I remain alone in this scarred place,
Longing for a fragile warmth I may never have.
Can you hear the words,
My rusted voice can’t speak aloud.
Among a forest of books,
I forever wander other worlds,
As I dream of things, both real and imaginary,
Within this overgrown, ruined place,
Beneath an eternal twilight sky.
Forget-me-nots bloom from my heart,
My rusted quiet voice hums a bittersweet melody,
The words are mere whispers,
Till they touch the charred pages,
And colors spill out from my stained fingers.
I am here, a broken heart,
A broken star of glass.
Silently weaving, quietly existing,
Till I return to stardust;

Alone, I'll live On (Rewrite)

Alone, I live on,
Among the memories,
Within the ruins of yesterday,
I continue on, despite the pain.
We once lived a blissful fragile life,
Despite the danger,
And knowing that in a blink of an eye,
Everything could change.
Since the moment we met,
This once pitiable girl,
A bystander to fate,
Became something more.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are the pieces you all left behind,
The ones who gave me my wings.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant burning light.
I’ll defy fate,
And end this wretched story,
The way we’ve always wanted.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Within this vast, lonely universe.
Hold me tight,
Gently swaddle me in warm light,
Within the memories we share.
I’ll hold them close within my heart,
Just as you once did me.
Stars implode as they die,
A brief moment of blinding light,
As they scatter life-giving dust.
Just as oceans become deserts,
And streams become rivers.
Life continues on.
Alone,
Among the memories,
Within the ruins of yesterday,
I continue on, despite the loneliness and pain.
I’ll tear down this broken system,
This flawed, sad future,
For the dream and the peace we once fought for.
I’ll defy fate,
And end this wretched story,
The way we’ve always wanted.
Petals scatter,
As seeds fall and bloom again,
Even as the world is scarred by war.
Since the moment we met,
This once pitiable girl,
A bystander to fate,
Became something more.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are the pieces you all left behind,
The ones who gave me my wings.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant burning light.
A star, an angel was born.
Because of all of you,
The ones I hold dear to my heart.
Alone I may lose my way,
But your light still guides me home,
And into the light.
We once lived a blissful fragile life,
Despite the danger,
And knowing that in a blink of an eye,
Everything could change.
Yet, we still loved this broken world.
I still love this broken world.
As the years,
The centuries pass by,
I’ll continue on.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Within this vast, lonely universe.
Hold me tight,
Gently swaddle me in warm light,
Within the memories we share.
I’ll hold them close within my heart,
Just as you once did me,
Even as we said farewell.
Alone, I live on,
Among the memories,
Within the ruins of yesterday,
I continue on, despite all the pain I bear.
Since the moment we met,
This once pitiable girl,
A bystander to fate,
Became something more.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are the pieces you all left behind,
The ones who gave me my wings.
A star, an angel was born.
Because of all of you,
The ones I hold dear to my heart.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant burning light.
I’ll defy fate,
And end this wretched story,
The way we’ve always wanted.
Even though you’re all gone,
Despite your deaths.
You are all still here,
My lights,
My guiding stars.
As the years,
The centuries pass by,
I’ll continue on.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
A faint memory,
In time’s great expanse,
Within this vast, lonely universe.
We once called this earth home,
This beautifully flawed, broken world,
This earth you loved,
Is the place you all left behind.
Though alone, I’ll live on,
Among the memories,
Within the ruins of yesterday,
Despite my broken heart,
I’ll live on for you.
For this world,
I’ll become its guardian angel,
It’s guiding light, a star.
For all of you,
For me,
I’ll continue to live;

The Silence of Babylon

Beneath the ever-watching stars,
Within the twilight between the sun and moon,
Wandering aimlessly through empty plains.
Till the silhouette of ancient ruins,
Appear before me.
As radiant sunlight illuminates the once-grand gates of Babylon
The memories of a distant past emerge
As an echo of distant voices within the howling wind,
As a hazy mirage that dances within the sands of time.
Till nature’s embrace and time’s law reclaim what is theirs,
As sand drifting on the wind.
Beneath the ever-watching stars,
Within the twilight between the sun and moon,
The silence of Babylon, the myth that we made.
Rings through the ruins and from the gates that gleam gold within the twilight.

A Small Wish - Rewrite

On a flower-covered cliff overlooking the sea, stands a lone girl dressed in white. Once so many years ago at this place, a promise was made between dear friends.

Together they wrote their wishes on paper, and put them in a small bottle. Hoping that as it floated far out to sea, their wishes would someday come true.

Drifting away, the wishes disappear upon the horizon. Taking the hopes and dreams of dear friends. It still feels like it was just yesterday, that we all once stood here together.

One day a prince and a peasant girl came and made a vow. Forever binding their heart and souls to each other, but that was when it all began to fall apart. When fate showed them the cruel truth of the world. 

This story of ours once had a happy beginning, but now you are no longer here. So here I stand, holding onto a wish, hoping that it may someday reach you.

Drifting away is my small wish, my tiny hope. Filled with sorrow and a bit of regret. To protect me you gave up your kind and loving heart. So, you could give me a future.

Drifting away, the wishes disappear upon the horizon. Taking a prayer far away to the sky beyond. I hope for the day where we are all reunited again, and sharing the same happy future.

Standing alone upon the cliff, as my prayer drifts away. Filled with sorrow and a bit of regret. If we could just start it all over again, would I be able to bring you back to me?

If We Can Meet Again - Rewrite

Sinking deep into the sea, I can no longer move. Wishing that I had told you those words that remain within my heart. As I drift to sleep within the place between the sea and sky, I pray that we can someday meet again.

I can no longer recall, the moment we first met. Now only the memories of the days we spent together remain. Dancing on the shore, even as my weak and tired body ached in endless pain. 

But those happy days were never meant to last, were they? If only I wonder, could things have been different? Could I have told you those words? If I had been brave enough to tell you? What would have changed? Did you feel the same, or was it my weak heart yearning to be loved?

Even though it hurts to move, to laugh, and cry. I love you far too much to stop and simply fade away. Though I can no longer dance alongside you, I will always be with you.

Everything is burning; everything is gone. All I can do is cry out, even though my voice has rusted away. Finding each other, we escaped and watched as the life we once had was destroyed and taken from us.

So tired, so broken. All I can do is cry and pray that everything would be alright. Somehow finding a bit of hope, we… We danced and sang, beside the sea, from dawn to dusk with you. Till I could no longer move.

Even though it hurts to move, to laugh, and cry. I love you far too much to stop and simply fade away. Though I can no longer dance with you, I’ll sing a song just for you.

Though you are now far away, I can still feel you. Holding tight to my broken form those words that remain within my heart. As I drift to sleep within the place between the sea and sky, I pray that if we meet again, I'll be able to say, "I love you."