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VONDA SHEPARD
There is a fire within all of us There is a river flowing in your soul To put out the fire when it gets out of control There is a stranger in all of us That we try to get to know There is a wise woman in there, too She's trying to run the show I can not escape the constant equipoise In between the mischief and control Swinging from the pendulum of desires In between the mischief and control There is a painter in all of us She knows exactly which brush to choose She knows exactly where to make a stroke But there's an army of voices She might have to get through There is a writer in all of us, yeah He knows what to say and he knows when it's done But then there's this twenty-foot blank page You gotta fill, darling Or you think your life has no meaning I can not escape the constant equipoise In between the mischief and control Swinging from the pendulum of desires In between the mischief and control Excuses piling up like junkyards We never want to sort through Efficiently we hide our needs And all along a voice is calling out please, please 'Cause I'm so hungry and I'm so tired I feel so lonely, I feel so wired I need my angel...where is my angel
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