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Once upon a time a bard borrowed a horse from a witch, a nice but insecure witch, the bard had know for many years. There was a performance in a nearby town and the bard needed travel. The horse was old and rickety but had been reliable in years past. On the way home from a joyful show, in the darkest air, amongst the tallest pines, the horse was having a hard time breathing. The bard stopped to give the horse a break, the horse looked deep into the bards eyes, fell over sideways and died. The bard stood and stared into the darkest night for home was an hour away by horse, but many hours by foot. The bard stepped forward barely seeing the path ahead, wolves howled from unseen places. The bards footsteps became a canter then a run, faster and faster. The bard whispered ‘oh night Angels, help me.’ And with an internal magical wand, a pitter pat of sound rouse from behind the bard, louder and louder it spoke with a gallop. The bard froze with uncertainty and turned to an empty carriage with a bright green lantern and orange flame. The carriage halted next to the bard and spoke ‘this is the green lantern of Haniel call upon it anytime you need a ride home.’
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Stranded By Wolves
03:51
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I am on the side of the road
Out of place and nowhere to go
Black forest, no lights, no moon
It’s a sight
Girl, it's not anyones fault
Quit blaming me for what you haven’t got
You will, you will listen
Find the light, find the light
You will, you will listen
Find the light, find the light
Thunderclap, backdrop
Please stop, please stop
I trusted you friend
A stranger in the end
Not wise, not wise
Wolves hide in every guise
You will, you will listen
Find the light, find the light
You will, you will listen
Find the light, find the light
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Rafeal
04:44
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Come to me, come to me
When the fire leaves scars
follow me, hollow me
When the stones leave marks
Cause you’re the only one
who can heal this weighted, baited heart
1234
Whose that at my door
1234
I’ve seen you before
Come to me, come to me
When the fire leaves scars
follow me, hollow me
When the stones leave marks
Cause you’re the only one
who can heal this weighted, baited heart
1234
Whose that at my door
1234
I’ve seen you before
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Find Your Glass Slipper
02:42
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Time to come in from the shadows
Wait, patience
Time to come in from the shadows
Wait, patience
Find your glass slipper
Wait, patience
Find your glass slipper
Wait, patience
There once was a hawk stuck in a library tower. The hawk had been tricked by a wanna be queen city pigeon. City Pigeons are excellent thieves and very chatty but are lost creatures always looking to something else for answers. The wanna be queen befriended the hawk and spent much time discussing spiritual matters. The hawk started to trust the pigeon. And one day after a nice flight together the hawk told the pigeon of its special gem, ‘it glows pink and has special power.’ It was given to me be the arc Angel chamuel’. Well as soon as the pigeon saw the gem, it started scheming, it wanted what the hawk had. 12 months later, the hawk was stuck in a tower. first hurt, confused, angry and then deep in thought. The hawk could see the pigeon through a small peephole. first there were many birds following the wanna be queen, then weeks went by and no more birds followed. the pigeon started to miss someone to talk to. So it decided to visit the hawk. And when the pigeon visited the hawk, much to the Hawks surprise it wasn't angry with the pigeon but grateful. the pigeon had taught the hawk a very valuable lesson about self worth. The gem was only an extension of the pink light that already existed in the Hawks heart. And with that realization and an eye twitch sparkle, the hawk lifted its wings and broke free of the tower. The pigeon came flying towards the hawk ‘but what about me, what about me?’, But the hawk soared so high that it couldn't see or hear the pigeon anymore, anymore, anymore…
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Dear Comfort Angel Gabriel help me
I am lost, lost , lost
Dear Comfort Angel Gabriel help me
I am lost, lost , lost
Let me ask you to an eagle dance
Hold me tight, lets imagine
Time is broken
Under a wishing moon
These words I say will all come true
ask me to an eagle dance
Steal my pain, train me the difference
Between might and night
Book of Echoes will remember
Dear comfort, hold me
Let your wings carry me
Dear comfort, hold me
Let your wings carry me
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You have the power to put asleep an army
Have them believe in all your charmings
But I warn you I'm no briar rose
No sleeping beauty, I can stand on my own
Potions you mix, spells you fix
And you can try with your smiles and lies
But I warn you I'm no briar rose
No sleeping beauty, I can stand on my own
Round my castle, hedge will grow
Thorns may prick, make me sick
But I warn you I'm no briar rose
No sleeping beauty, I can stand on my own
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Jophiels Ladder
02:08
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As heaven and earth emerge within me
As stars arise within me
As light rises
I reconcile the fear and beauty around me
Intro and verse
Heaven and earth
Intro and verse
Heaven and earth
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This is the story of a rose not born In a castle but in the cracks of a sidewalk, out of place and alone. A rose with a healing liquid voice. The rose wanted to share this gift but didn't know how and called upon the Angel Michael for help. Michael the Angel suggested a visit with the orge mayor, ‘he knows many many people, his generous reputation is known far and wide. But The orge would not help the rose. His past successes had turned to vanity, he only gave to get. And the rose had no money riches. so The rose began to cry. And as big teardrops fell, her petals started to bloom. Michael the angel saw all the rose needed was courage. So they decide to give the rose the gift of the blue sword. The blue sword is also known as the blue light of justice, giving confidence and faith to those in need. And with a blink from the Angel Michael, a ring made of light appeared and disappeared into the roses skin. It's blue energy guided the rose always pointing in the right direction. Soon The rose started performing, traveling near and far. Her voice can be heard in many lands, letting people know they are not alone. The orge mayor heard of the roses success and tried to take credit for it, ‘ I have know for years’ the rose is my special friend’’ But the rose paid the orge no heed, for a powerful lesson had been learned choose your company wisely, some people will use you, anyway they can.
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Disappear, disappear, appear
Garden clouds whisper the wise way
Refuge in the dark
Places, sinful faces, disappear
The silver apple, your hand, the grace
My hideout, keep me safe
Past shadows are reckoning
What’s awake and what’s sleep walking
Between paradise and a serpents tongue
Can’t you see, can’t you see
I’m not Eve, I’m not Eve
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Kelli Frances Corrado Chicago, Illinois
Singer. Songwriter. Wanderer. Witch.
From Chicago, currently living in a cabin the PNW woods.
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