Monday, June 30, 2008

R12 - Bravest Face

Though we might have precious little
It's still precious

In softest voice there's an acid tongue
In the oldest eyes there's a soul so young
In the shakiest will there's a core of steel
On the smoothest ride there's a squeaky wheel

In the sweetest child there's a vicious streak
In the strongest man there's a child so weak
In the whole wide world there's no magic place
So you might as well rise put on your bravest face

Out of order, I know. It may have been that first couplet, when I listened to clips online, that made me say "yeah, I want to get this CD". I just thought it was great. This, again, was one of those songs that helped me through. Might as well...

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