That's What I Live By
By LemonChaos
Do you see me, or am I just another pretty faceDo you hear me, or am I just a figment of the imaginationDo I exist, or am I just a girl in a storyI do not know, maybe I never willThat's the beauty of magic, and that's what I live byHow many people do you know, who stick out in the crowdWho can be seen from a distance, who are getting by that wayCan you survive in this world, do you have what it takesAre you the one I see in the crowd and in my dreamsDo you feel me, or am I like the windDo you imagine me, or is my spirit fadedDo you remember me, or is my memory lost foreverI do not know, maybe I never willThat's the beauty of loving, and that's what I live byCan you honestly say you live righteouslyCan you really admit you live in the image of GodOne day we'll find out when we see who still standsI'll be lined up against the wall, but where will you beDo you know me, or did we meet in a dreamDo you believe in me, or am I just a legendDo I make it past your walls, or am I just trapped behindI do not know, maybe I never willThat's the beauty of existing, and that's what I live byI originally wrote this a song, but I actually think it works better as a poem. I wrote it while in Nags Head, NC in July of 2000. Written November 22nd, 2001 © on Nov 22 2001 12:08 PM PST, Julianna Taylor-Mulder 0 • 10
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"Do you see me, or am I just another pretty faceDo you hear me, or am I just a figment of the imaginationDo I exist, or am I just a girl in a storyI do not know, maybe I never willThat's the beauty of magic, and that's what I live byHow many people do you know, who stick out in the crowdWho can be seen from a distance, who are getting by that wayCan you survive in this world, do you have what it takesAre you the one I see in the crowd and in my dreamsDo you feel me, or am I like the windDo you imagine me, or is my spirit fadedDo you remember me, or is my memory lost foreverI do not know, maybe I never willThat's the beauty of loving, and that's what I live byCan you honestly say you live righteouslyCan you really admit you live in the image of GodOne day we'll find out when we see who still standsI'll be lined up against the wall, but where will you beDo you know me, or did we meet in a dreamDo you believe in me, or am I just a legendDo I make it past your walls, or am I just trapped behindI do not know, maybe I never willThat's the beauty of existing, and that's what I live byI originally wrote this a song, but I actually think it works better as a poem. I wrote it while in Nags Head, NC in July of 2000...."