When this burden is lifted from me

When she finally gets to dance

When she finally gets to dance

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As a child she watched Fred Astaire 

Movies  on TV

She would dance with him every night 

But only in her dreams

But dreams are as real as the love you feel

When you’re only 9 years old

When she finally gets to dance

I hope he sweeps her off of her feet

I hope he spins her ‘round the ol’ dance floor

And makes her life complete

When she finally gets to dance

Later on she learned that life can be 

Sometimes cruel and mean

At the prom she danced the night away

But only in her dreams

‘Cause dreams are as real as the love you feel

When you’re almost seventeen

When she finally gets to dance

I hope he sweeps her off of her feet

I hope he spins her ‘round the ol’ dance floor

And makes her life complete

When she finally gets to dance

As the years rolled by their weight has left

Scars that were not there 

When she was only 9 years old

And dreamt of Fred Astaire

But dreams are as real as the love you feel

When you’re pushing thirty-four

When she finally gets to dance

I hope he sweeps her off of her feet

I hope he spins her ‘round the ol’ dance floor

And makes her life complete

When she finally gets to dance

Refugee

I Get Lonely Too

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            I know I’m not pretty
            I was born like this

I’m not the kind of girl

Men long to kiss

But I’ve got feelings

Just like you

Don’t stare at me that way 

I get lonely too

I may  not be smart

Not the way that you are

But sometimes I still shine 

As bright as any  star

And sometimes I  wish

You could stand in my shoes

You wouldn’t stare at me that way

If you were lonely too

Now I don’t mind the rain

It washes things clean

And I don’t have to worry

It might wash away my dreams

            I know I’m not pretty
            I was born like this

I’m not the kind of girl

Men long to kiss

But I’ve got feelings

Just like you

Don’t stare at me that way 

I get lonely too

So, Yeah

© 2014 Dan Sullivan

So yeah

I don’t have much to say

But life is good and I’m okay

It’s good to see you how’s your day

So yeah

So yeah

So yeah 

Did you see Bill with Kate

So yeah that girl is such a fake

If I was her I’d lose some weight

So yeah

So yeah

Everything’s amazing

Everything I see

And you’re amazing too

And so are we 

So yeah

I really like your dress

You’ll always be my  BFF

And god my  room is  such a mess

So yeah

So yeah 

So yeah

I think I’ll go outside 

So yeah I’ll see what I can find

Or else I’ll find a place to hide

So yeah

So yeah

38 Nooses

38 Nooses
©Dan Sullivan 2014

38 Nooses swinging in the wind
The hangman checks his watch again
A few clouds drifting across the sky
And 38 Dakotas  waiting to die

Soldiers torn  by lead and steel
Ghosts departing  the battlefield
Into the smoke they disappear
Just as if they were never here

Husbands, wives, sons and daughters
Some were spared and some were slaughtered
The news spread like a prarie fire
Riding east on the telegraph wire

The thunder dies and all is still
Except for the creaking of the wheels
As ambulance wagons carry away
Ten thousand dead Blue and Grey

Justice  mixed in the blood of revenge
Weighed on the scale against the dead
The prarieland  is vast and cold
No one  knows the secrets it holds

Can you feel that December wind
It’s grey as shame and cold as sin
From the Land of Lakes the cold wind blows
All the way to Cashtown Road

38 Nooses swinging in the wind
The hangman checks his watch again
In the distance a coyote calls
And suddenly the  trap doors  fall