[Intro – Instrumental] [Verse 1 - breathy, almost whispered delivery - avoid voice lower registers] I lived in 1987 For two months the year, I completed my novel, Started two decades ago. [Verse 2] Wrote about a young, Idealistic lawyer, In his first posting as a dean, In a for-profit school, Believing, young fool, He could change the world. [Verse 3] Worked tirelessly, To change what was wrong, Attained great success, That none thought could come, In quite a short time, But could never guess, Heartbreak too would come. [Verse 4] I wrote through the night, Composed at the keyboard, Sleeping only a few hours, When my vision blurred, Around 10:00 a.m., Then back to my keyboard And my previous life. [Verse 5] Ghosts, buried I thought, Rose in flesh and blood, Old battles refought, Verdant paths turned brown, Lush green did rebound, Cold cinders rekindled, Closed doors opened wide, Beckoned me to live, In what might have been, And no longer hide. [Verse 6] Scars I thought healed, Opened up again, Shed blood, tears of pain, As fiction, much too close to truth, Flowed onto the page, I relived my youth. [Bridge] [Verse 7] Two decades of gestation, Gave birth to my first child, The afterbirth has been cleaned, She's all pink, warm, and cuddly. [Verse 8] I fell in love with her, The moment I stared, Into her huge, old-soul eyes. Her strong tiny hand Now wrapped around my heart strings, And will be for life. [Outro] If all goes well, I will give her a sister, To play with in a year or two, If life will allow it. My heart is large and still has room, For more wounds to open Only they can heal.
