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Three o’clock at night, the black is shining bright.
My midnight lamp is faded after twelve.
The scissors on the floor I’ve had since childhood;
Strands of beaded bracelets lie among the dusty books.

This is my three o’clock room:
All is still
Like a lonely photograph of the past.
I can’t help thinking that
If I reach out
I’ll touch nostalgic nothingness;
Lonely reticence.

My three o’clock room, comfortable in gloom -
But nothing in this world makes attempts at conversation.
The crickets chat at night, best friends ’til the end.
I want to be a best friend too; my regards to you I send.

This is my three o’clock room:
All is still
Like a lonely photograph of the past.
I can’t help thinking that
If I reach out
I’ll touch nostalgic nothingness;
Lonely reticence.

Tentative but sure, the night rises and passes.
Take off your looking glasses,
And wait blindly, having faith always.
Feel for the heat of the sun;
You’ll know when it comes.

Black is the night without a pen and paper
For company as I’m waiting here.
Black is the night.

This is my three o’clock room:
All is still
Like a lonely photograph of the past.
I can’t help thinking that
If I reach out
I’ll touch nostalgic nothingness;
Lonely reticence.

My three o’clock room in the gloom.

Loverboy,
The hardest thing for me to do
Is put my faith in you.
I may be cautious at the moment
But I am willing to try.

Bring me down to the spring water
Where the sun shines in my face.
I wanna know if I could hold you
For more than a little while

Cuz they said “the hardest thing
Was holding onto these promises.”
They said “the hardest thing
Was holding onto these promises.”

Introspection is the key,
So tell me what you see.
If I’ve learned anything,
The best we can expect is honesty.
I have a tendency to crawl inside myself
And hide away,
And never let you know.

Cuz they said “the hardest thing
Was holding onto these promises.”
They said “the hardest thing
Was holding onto these promises.”

(Instrumental bridge)

Cuz they said “the hardest thing
Was holding onto these promises.”
They said “the hardest thing
Was holding onto these promises.”

And if I had a choice,
I would, I would.

Copyright Kala Farnham 2006

Rainy day - in my room again.
On the road cars move through the puddles.
No mistake I have made to be without you.
I was chasing castles in the sky
When I was much too young to fly.

The clouds move by in shades of gray,
But still I feel okay.
The sun will shine on me someday,
And I’m content to wait.

Accept the fact that my heart is still intact,
And I’m stronger than a girl’s supposed to be
When the rain comes falling down over her dreams.

Rivers run, horses gallop in time,
But I’m learning how to walk.
Everything seems so much smaller than I thought,
But I know its not.

Did you hear the news that my heart is barely bruised?
And I’m stronger than a girl’s supposed to be
When the rain comes falling down upon her dreams.

Maybe I’ll figure out;
What we were all about
When those crazy dreams we had
Seemed so alive.

Stars will shine; lovers walk in the midnight lights.
High school love will last forever sometimes.

Did it come to you, we could never have pulled through?
You are stronger then any boy I’ve ever known.
Accept the fact that my heart is still intact,
And I’m stronger than a girl’s supposed to be
When the rain comes falling down over her dreams

Copyright Kala Farnham 2005

Everything seems so disconnected
Oh, I’m losing the flow.
Where did the meaning go?
Chaos races through my veins to my soul.
Getting lost inside a world
Of endless possibilities
Which way do I go?
Oh, there’s no way to know.

You held me once.
No, never again.
You knew me once.
Now I’m falling out of control
And I don’t know who I am anymore.

I feel the madness in my veins;
You see the peace that I portray,
It’s just a mess.
And if I don’t know where I’m going,
And I don’t know who I am
It’s like I don’t exist.

You held me once.
No, never again.
You knew me once.
Now I’m falling out of control
And I don’t understand myself anymore.

This truth, our assumptions
Are not at a truce, not yet.
My thoughts are running out of my hands;
I gotta fight to get em back
Before everything is purposeless.

You held me once.
No, never again.
You knew me once.
Now I’m falling out of control
And I don’t know who I am anymore.

Copyright Kala Farnham 2007

I will not forget you love,
And the heart of the matter is
You are higher than I can see.

I am not alone, my love.
Your light is still inside of me.
You are the sun in the sky
That shines through the clouds.

You are the light in my eyes.
You are the light in my eyes.

You are the kiss of the rain on my brow.

Copyright Kala Farnham 2006