Song of the Miko (Garageband Version)
The girl who is singing in Japanese is singing "Are you listening? I'm right here, to be by your side, to hug you. But I'm just a girl." This is the first version of the song, so it's not completely mastered yet!
A good excuse to paint with all sorts of colors, genres, and ideas. This is finger-painting gone horribly wrong.
Story behind the song
This song is written for a person who has requested I not speak to them.
Lyrics
I'm just an ordinary girl, I thought you knew
About the ordinariness and the blessings that come with it
I'm original, like mac and cheese
Don't know what's coming for me
I used to think being clueless was damning, now it's a dream
Don't hold a candle to me because I can't rap
I'm not ashamed anymore
Moxahala represent, it's a present
A gift from the past
From back where we began
It's a plan, and it's out of my hands
What can I say, 'cause you left before the credits ran
I sat there, waiting patiently for your hand
The door closed and I had nowhere to go
Except up to my Lord
He was the one I've been waiting for -- not you...
How dare you say that, it's not my choice
I would have never thrown you away
You were my joy, not a toy!
I spent weekends and spare days at your joint
Up at the Point -- what's the point
You're not listening
You sent a page in October saying we were done
One last slap in the face before you were gone
That was yesterday, what about today
I've got a beautiful husband and a blonde on the way
It's so confusing, what about losing
What about love and hope and dreams and deeds and saving the world
It's not a blast from the past that I'm hoping for
But a new horizon, a destiny foretold
Something I want instead of need, what the people tell me
Do they know what's best for me?
Do I know what's best for me?
Good night, millennium, good morning, my miko
Oyasumi, ohayo
Which is light and which is shadow?
I've spent my life running tail from the both of them
Avoiding either 'cause I'm told I'm not enough for them
Just because I'm a weaver, does that make me any less human?
Do I have regrets? Yes, I do; you're not one of them
If I could and it was all up to me
I would turn around and walk back to your feet
I'd hit my knees and plead for forgiveness from thee
But that's not the life that God has wanted for me
He's wanted me to be free
He's wanted me to be me
To see what I need to see
To be who I need to be
You were my miko, tall and strong
And I wouldn't have done it
Any different all along
Step away from the drama
Save the drama for your llama
See the colors for what they are
See us for who we are.
