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                                                                                                temperamental angel lyrics

                                                                                                words and music composed by
                                                                                                gilli moon*

                                                                                                * except "Disgrace" written by gilli moon (Apra) and Claude Aliotti (Apra)

                                                                                                © 2000 gilli moon (Apra)
                                                                                                Published by Warrior Girl Music (Ascap)


                                                                                                songs

                                                                                                click on songs for lyrics

                                                                                                1. the opening ceremony: communication

                                                                                                2. temperamental angel

                                                                                                3. plenty

                                                                                                4. naked

                                                                                                5.time

                                                                                                6. swimming

                                                                                                7. disgrace

                                                                                                8. why do you love me still?

                                                                                                9. touch me

                                                                                                10. alive



                                                                                                talking in child-like tongues

                                                                                                the opening ceremony: communication    we all have different masks we wear. we are complex individuals with complex personalities. we all have multi-dimensional personas. as we reveal the hidden layers to discover our true selves… we are still complex. i am sweet, loving, angelic, and angry, unheard, demonic. i have wept and I have laughed. i have lived. i am alive. i mirror you like you mirror me. I unveil the masks you wear. we live the perfect life you and i. war, peace, fight then love. truth, deceit, honor, corruption. lust, hate, warmth, cold. fear, faith, more, then less. success, failure, adventure, stagnation. life is a journey. this is perfection. be brave temperamental angel.

                                                                                                temperamental angel   sliding in the river
                                                                                                feeling the mud stick between my toes. i’m alive
                                                                                                but my body’s struggling to compose.
                                                                                                i’m thinking… i think too much.
                                                                                                what if i had never experienced this period in my life?
                                                                                                would i have been an ignorant waste of time?
                                                                                                i’m a sucker for conventional romance
                                                                                                and i’ve never truly experienced the chance
                                                                                                to be treated like an angel,
                                                                                                a temperamental angel.

                                                                                                i thought he was cool
                                                                                                but in retrospect i’ve been a fool, pretending…
                                                                                                but then again love is blind.
                                                                                                i’m alone… you’re born alone, you live along, you die alone.
                                                                                                must we accept the cards we’re dealt?
                                                                                                it’s crazy to be denied in life.
                                                                                                i’m a sucker for conventional romance
                                                                                                and i’ve never truly experienced the chance
                                                                                                to be treated like an angel,
                                                                                                a temperamental angel

                                                                                                so will you save me?
                                                                                                i’m waiting for my resurrection.
                                                                                                go on and save me,
                                                                                                i need your true protection.

                                                                                                i’m the type who’ll never walk away from you
                                                                                                but hurry over before i’m broken in to two.
                                                                                                will you treat me like an angel?
                                                                                                even if I’m a temperamental angel?
                                                                                                i’m a sucker for conventional romance
                                                                                                and i’ve never truly experienced the chance
                                                                                                to be treated like an angel,
                                                                                                a devil and an angel.

                                                                                                risk all because there is nothing to lose

                                                                                                plenty  

                                                                                                flying, over oceans of empty silence.
                                                                                                floating in my dreams i'm my own innocence.
                                                                                                will i find my arrow where i aimed so high and mighty, and my dignity?
                                                                                                will my pilgrimage into the yonder reach me to the land of plenty?
                                                                                                plenty of love, plenty of life
                                                                                                plenty of time to make things right.
                                                                                                desperate people wanting more than treasure.
                                                                                                reading all the obstacles as life's measure.
                                                                                                will i cross the river to the other side of paradise?.. maybe…
                                                                                                will i see the rainbow like the fairytales my mother told so plenty?
                                                                                                plenty of love, plenty of life
                                                                                                plenty of time to make things right
                                                                                                plenty of peace, plenty of patience
                                                                                                plenty of all the things i deserve.
                                                                                                can somebody hear me?
                                                                                                and all my dreams that jumble up inside?
                                                                                                from different places of my life
                                                                                                like signposts on a foggy road,
                                                                                                where i've been and where i go - they tell me
                                                                                                I’m heading for the land of plenty...
                                                                                                silence, listen to the dream and touch it.
                                                                                                shh, let it come, while I'm blindfolded.
                                                                                                maybe thinking very hard what's in my hand is what i dreamt of yesterday.
                                                                                                maybe if i look around i'll recognize that i've arrived already.
                                                                                                plenty to climb, plenty to become
                                                                                                plenty of oceans and wilderness to conquer
                                                                                                plenty of love, plenty of life
                                                                                                plenty of time to make things right
                                                                                                plenty of peace, plenty of patience
                                                                                                plenty of all the things i deserve
                                                                                                plenty, plenty of everything
                                                                                                promises i make to myself everyday.
                                                                                                let it be, let it rain on me, even on a hot hot day,
                                                                                                so i can remember what I've seen along the way.
                                                                                                i want to take hold of everything i dreamed, i've seen
                                                                                                i'm reading the signs, plenty of signs…
                                                                                                i can hear the child within, calling me
                                                                                                telling me there's plenty, plenty
                                                                                                plenty to climb, plenty to become
                                                                                                plenty of oceans and wilderness to conquer.

                                                                                                for a long time I was afraid of telling you who I was

                                                                                                naked    shaken to the core
                                                                                                fire burns for more
                                                                                                you’ve given me chills like a fire burning deep in a cave
                                                                                                i like getting naked with you.

                                                                                                don’t know about tomorrow
                                                                                                but today it feels alright
                                                                                                let me ease your fear, don’t wanna play with destiny
                                                                                                i like getting naked with you
                                                                                                i like getting naked with you.
                                                                                                running, running away from loneliness
                                                                                                don’t need the answers just need your caress
                                                                                                whenever we’re apart, just want to hear me in your heart
                                                                                                i like getting naked with you
                                                                                                i like getting naked with you.
                                                                                                ease yourself into my shape
                                                                                                don’t think too much
                                                                                                more and more we fit like gloves
                                                                                                just think about my touch.
                                                                                                whenever we’re apart, just want to hear me in your heart
                                                                                                i like getting naked with you
                                                                                                i like getting naked with you.

                                                                                                time   i don’t appreciate the feeling i get when i’m clinging to my rock upside down
                                                                                                why is is always me rolling around, getting pushed to the ground.
                                                                                                i’ll take a minute to stand up tall,
                                                                                                i’ll take a minute to get on the rock
                                                                                                and not fall.
                                                                                                ‘cause, time is in my hands,
                                                                                                it’s swimming in my pockets,
                                                                                                tick tock, hickory dock,
                                                                                                time to go and time to stop.
                                                                                                time to run, time to fly,
                                                                                                time to sleep and... time to cry.
                                                                                                i’m running out of moments where i sit alone and contemplate
                                                                                                aching in the morning don’t wanna wake up to any bad days.
                                                                                                i’ll trim the edges and lose the lost,
                                                                                                counting on myself to break the wall
                                                                                                at every cost.
                                                                                                ‘cause, time is in my hands,
                                                                                                it’s swimming in my pockets,
                                                                                                tick tock, hickory dock,
                                                                                                time to go and time to stop.
                                                                                                time to run, time to fly,
                                                                                                time to sleep and... time to cry.
                                                                                                why should i wait another minute?
                                                                                                when there’s only seconds left.
                                                                                                time is in my hands,
                                                                                                it’s swimming in my pockets,
                                                                                                tick tock, hickory dock,
                                                                                                time to go and time to stop.
                                                                                                time to run, time to fly,
                                                                                                time to sleep and, time to cry
                                                                                                time is in my hands
                                                                                                it’s swimming in my pockets
                                                                                                tick tock, hickory dock
                                                                                                time to go and time to stop.

                                                                                                silence is solitude

                                                                                                swimming  the time is near
                                                                                                the time too soon
                                                                                                i stumble slowly
                                                                                                from our balloon
                                                                                                i am bewildered.
                                                                                                but I can’t side
                                                                                                against my heart
                                                                                                i am alone again
                                                                                                but close to a start
                                                                                                i will remember.
                                                                                                so tell me why did it end
                                                                                                when all the diamonds slept in our hands?
                                                                                                i lost what I never thought i’d lose
                                                                                                i’m swimming in deep blues
                                                                                                and so we close
                                                                                                this fairytale
                                                                                                will we remember the fun
                                                                                                or the fail?
                                                                                                my heart is kinder.
                                                                                                so tell me when will it end
                                                                                                this deep blue burning of times we spent?
                                                                                                i lost what i never thought I’d find
                                                                                                i’m swimming dark and blind.
                                                                                                i’ve lost track of time, losing my mind,
                                                                                                you’re so unkind, was it all a lie
                                                                                                you can see, it’s meant to be…
                                                                                                ... when all the diamonds slept in our hands
                                                                                                i lost what i never thought i’d find
                                                                                                i’m swimming, so tell me
                                                                                                why did it end?
                                                                                                when all the diamonds slept in our hands?
                                                                                                i lost what i never thought i’d lose
                                                                                                i’m swimming
                                                                                                i’m drowning
                                                                                                i’m missing
                                                                                                you

                                                                                                I thought playing second fiddle was the worst, until I played no fiddle at all

                                                                                                disgrace you don’t control me, my creativity it’s my own mystery your lack of synergy 
                                                                                                so don’t suck me into the vortex ‘cause it’s just sex 
                                                                                                and I’m tired of playing games. 
                                                                                                i’m slowly boiling, quietly seething 
                                                                                                with my own feeling i lack the grieving 
                                                                                                so don’t suck me into the vortex
                                                                                                ‘cause it’s just sex 
                                                                                                and i’m tired of playing games.

                                                                                                i gave you everything, you still want more. 
                                                                                                i got nothing more to give ‘cause i gave it all before. 
                                                                                                you walk on my face, it’s a disgrace 
                                                                                                that you give nothing in return is my lesson to learn.

                                                                                                i’m a riot when i’m alone 
                                                                                                i think of all the times your words turned my body into stone
                                                                                                yet you suck me into the vortex when we have sex 
                                                                                                and i’m tired of playing games.

                                                                                                i gave you everything, you still want more. 
                                                                                                i got nothing more to give ‘cause i gave it all before. 
                                                                                                you walk on my face, it’s a disgrace 
                                                                                                that you give nothing in return is my lesson to learn.

                                                                                                you don’t wanna know how i lost my innocence 
                                                                                                i gave my soul and my fingers are worn to the bone
                                                                                                i’m a woman scorned 
                                                                                                but . will be born again 
                                                                                                again.

                                                                                                you disgrace me 
                                                                                                so don’t suck me into the vortex ‘cause it’s just sex 
                                                                                                and i’m tired of playing games.

                                                                                                i gave you everything, you still want more. 
                                                                                                i got nothing more to give ‘cause i gave it all before. 
                                                                                                you walk on my face, it’s a disgrace 
                                                                                                that you give nothing in return is my lesson to learn.

                                                                                                on the outside looking in

                                                                                                why do you love me still?why do i feel so lonely on such a sunny day 
                                                                                                talking to you? 
                                                                                                why get so sad and turn away 
                                                                                                if i continue to hurt you, why do you love me still? 

                                                                                                i try to be so careful with all the words i say 
                                                                                                i need your arms around me 
                                                                                                i need you to see the beauty in me 
                                                                                                why can’t you take my laughter, sweet and so tender 
                                                                                                when It’s all i can give? 
                                                                                                i don’t feel any wiser 
                                                                                                if i’m so wrong for your spirit, why do you love me still? 

                                                                                                you’re needing a woman who loves with fortitude 
                                                                                                but when she is drowning 
                                                                                                how can she save you, how can she know what to do?

                                                                                                i’m laughing, i’m crying 
                                                                                                i’m losing, i’m dying 
                                                                                                i never do right and you’re 
                                                                                                not satisfied, i’m tormented inside. 
                                                                                                maybe apart we’re better, where i do not hurt you 
                                                                                                and you can be heard. 
                                                                                                you have been so forgiving, tell me

                                                                                                why do you love me? 
                                                                                                why do you love me? 
                                                                                                why do you love me? 
                                                                                                why do you love me still?

                                                                                                i will not resent, i will not pretend, i will not hurt, nor revenge be sought

                                                                                                touch me  blinded like a fool I always cried 
                                                                                                i never knew i could feel this way inside 
                                                                                                never wanted before 
                                                                                                never knocked on my door. 
                                                                                                tell me like it is when I’m with you 
                                                                                                i want the boom and the crash and the symbols too 
                                                                                                i wanna tear down the door 
                                                                                                i want more and more and more. 

                                                                                                the resurrection of our inception is when you had to 
                                                                                                drive through the desert just to find me. 
                                                                                                my gravitation in your direction 
                                                                                                you can do anything you want to satisfy me.

                                                                                                you can – touch me – anywhere you want to 
                                                                                                i won’t be offended. 
                                                                                                rush to me – and every time you do I’ll 
                                                                                                do it right back to you – do it right back. it’s coming on strong i can feel it in my bones 
                                                                                                don’t leave me in the dark of the catacombs 
                                                                                                i wanna tear down your door 
                                                                                                like never before.

                                                                                                i’ll tell you what i want i’ll tell you what to do 
                                                                                                suffocating in your every move 
                                                                                                will you give me some more? 
                                                                                                while I swim around the floor.

                                                                                                i can feel the crush, i can feel the rush 
                                                                                                i will drive through the desert, just to find you. 
                                                                                                i’m liberated, satiated 
                                                                                                you can do anything you want, cause I love what you do.

                                                                                                you can – touch me – anywhere you want to 
                                                                                                i won’t be offended.
                                                                                                rush to me – and every time you do I’ll 
                                                                                                do it right back to you 

                                                                                                and while you do i will be yours…

                                                                                                i can feel the crush, i can feel the rush 
                                                                                                i will drive through the desert, just to find you.
                                                                                                i’m liberated, satiated 
                                                                                                you can do anything you want, cause i love what you do.

                                                                                                you can – touch me – anywhere you want to 
                                                                                                i won’t be offended. 
                                                                                                Lust for me – and every time you do i’ll 
                                                                                                do it right back to you. 
                                                                                                rush to me – anytime you need to 
                                                                                                see my hands extended. 
                                                                                                crush into me 
                                                                                                and all the while you do i’ll 
                                                                                                do it right back to you – do it right back.

                                                                                                i’m a renegade, an only child, a survivor and i have unleashed the warrior spirit within.

                                                                                                alive   how peaceful is the sun, when it shows itself behind the clouds. 
                                                                                                it takes me a while to feel it’s kindness but i’m learning to feel again.

                                                                                                running though faded dreams I am surely to touch some sorrow 
                                                                                                but now i am rising through and I’m losing the hurting. 

                                                                                                i’m touching the butterfly within me, it guides me. 
                                                                                                i’m sailing through oceans towards thee, towards thee 
                                                                                                i’m alive, i’m alive.

                                                                                                lost in my thoughts l was drowning, was drowning 
                                                                                                but every time i listen to my heart i’m learning to feel again. 
                                                                                                blood seeps out slowly, it takes time to heal the wound 
                                                                                                but i’ve lifted the dagger and i’m losing the hurting.

                                                                                                i’m touching the butterfly within me, it guides me. 
                                                                                                i’m dancing through deserts towards thee, towards thee 
                                                                                                i’m alive, i’m alive.

                                                                                                weight on me, weight on me, lift it and run. 
                                                                                                must I recall the memories of my childhood to move on? 
                                                                                                 

                                                                                                i’m touching the ladybug within me, it guides me. 
                                                                                                i’m sailing through oceans towards thee, towards thee 
                                                                                                i’m alive.

                                                                                                ......but every time i listen to my heart
                                                                                                i come alive.

                                                                                                leaping empty handed into the void, i offer myself to you.

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