Don’t want to get out of bed, don’t want to open your eyes.
Maybe if you wait it’ll all disappear.
Your heart’s feeling empty, you forgot how to cry.
It would be easier if you could just lay here.

Just one more day, I swear
that’s all it’s gonna take, you’re almost there.
One more day,
just one more day.

I know you’re tired, know that everything hurts,
but I know you can stand, take a moment to breathe.
Braid back your hair, put on your favorite shirt,
you’ve done this before, I promise, you’ll see.

Just one more day, I swear,
that’s all you gotta bear, I swear just
one more day,
just one more day.

So run, girl, run, like you’ve got hell on your heels,
your feet are on fire and your lungs can’t breathe.
And dance, girl, dance, you know how good it feels,
it’s just you and the drums and their beautiful beat.

Take a moment, look around.

    I remember the day I died, less than the day I was born but more than the first day I said my own name. I remember how I got there just as well as when I left, and your  voice still echoes on the pages that I tear up for warmth among the blazing hellscape buried beneath. 

Attention ! Attention ! This is an emergency! As we all know the fires are rapidly flying over Australia, and the glaziers are melting down while reporting high temperatures in the North pole. And the worst is that there are some fire in Amazon with all this. Also we all know that the Ozon is almost gone now. Now the earth is going to throw all the creatures down because of our bad doings. If we are not doing something to be protected very quickly I am sure it is the end of living on earth!

 

I wished upon the first star I saw glinting in the sky.
I tried to make it understand the feelings trapped inside.
I poured out all my heart and soul before I realized:
It was Jupiter. Oh, it was Jupiter.

Will it hold my secrets in its storms?
Keep them close like spinning moons?
Or let them loose like shooting stars,
Burning bright for all to see?

Keep them safe, keep them safe, keep them safe for me,
And hold them oh so lovingly,
Like fragile flowers and tender leaves in this cold, hard world.
Keep them safe, keep them safe, keep them safe for me,
They can’t be heard, they can’t be seen,
These words aren’t meant to be released in this cold, hard world.

I wanted to reclaim the words I’d whispered to the night.
I begged for them with hollow pleas, but that little shining light,
It kept them in its rigid grasp, it held them close and tight,

I glided across the stage, letting the music take hold of me.
Who knew I could switch from tense and quivering to cool, calm and collected so quickly?
In the beginning, standing in the wings, I trembled so nervously as I watched the beautiful dancer fouette across the rough floor.
When she finished, I emerged from the curtains and stood so stiffly that my insides cramped. 
I stood there, frazzled at how large the audience was, how eager they were to watch me dance.
Finally, my feet began to move.
They swept off the floor so elegantly, making a soft "tap" whenever my toe touched the ground again. 
I felt like the swirling wind had gotten a grasp on me, never letting me go again.
But it wasn't bad. 
No, not bad at all.
In fact, it was rather amazing.
This was when I realized that there was no need to be nervous, but to be prepared and excited for what lies ahead.