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Forward America
We should not be a disgrace, To the starving human race Curing and healing is what we must face.
When you look around and see, All the special people around me Grow in envy, Because they make me the best I can be
You are the oppression, The meaning of a succession And the road to an ultimate depression,   I am the one that stood out above the rest, The one who passed that test
My pencil draws on the paper,As it traces every lineMy ruler is a constant shaper,That makes a figure nineMy paintbrush fills with color,And screams out a designMy marker works duller,
Try
You need to tryYou tried to flyYou need to knowYou need to goYou need to find your heartAnd follow it in every wayYou learned just how to reachYou learned what I would teach
Your little toesYour tiny noseYour striking poseYour cons and prosYour twinkling eyesYour hearts disguiseYour shining lightYour evening frightYour tiny handsYour rubber bands
Stretch your wings and fly,Hope you reach the skyRun away, a stormy day,Don't get wet todayStay with me,Laugh, and cry with meToday is almost gone,Tomorrow we can dance upon
Mom
You taught me how to live,You taught me how to growYou taught me,That I'm a seed you sowNo matter what I faceAgainst the open spaceYou'll always love meAnd Ill always love youMom you taught me
There's a harmony in every personJust open up their heartFor as long as you're my friendI hope we never partYou make me laugh at timesAnd other times I cryBut it’s not because of you
You can tell a friend I hate you,And tell them a goodbyeYou can tell them that I loved you,And they're worth more than the skyBut they wouldn't understand it,The way I did to you
The smoke curls,Surrounds the roomThe monoxide twirls,Impending doomThe flames dance,Before my eyeThe flames prance,The fumes make me cryThe search is onRoom to roomIs it gone?
Seeking out a hero,That will help you save the dayNo need for flying capes,And masksJust be yourself,All through the dayAnd know that everything's OK,I'll rest my head on your shoulder
Life is a game we play,some play to win fame,Others for glory,But life can be a magical storyFor those who lost You tried,To those who won,Did you lose yourself within
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