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Champions Hold Their Heads Up High

Achievement can be hard, success can be hard, but failure can be easy. Winning can be difficult, losing can be simple. But its the how we hold our heads up, that proves we are stars, we are winners, and we are champions. Doesn't matter if your rich or if your poor, Doesn't matter if your black or white, tall or short, skinny or fat, What matters is the way you hold your head up, they way you keep being hopeful, they way you believe in yourself, no matter what obstacle or boundary blocks your way. Superman never stopped flying even if there was kryptonite, then why should we? We love, we share, and we hate, we dream, we believe and we cry But best of all, We hope. The sun shines brighter, the flowers bloom, the clouds disappear because we hope, we believe. The rain drops, the cloud thickens, the snow falls because we give up. So let's be hopeful, let the music take us away, I know it ain't easy, but that's ohkay Because we're Hopeful .

Tears of an Angel

Cover my eyes and cover my ears, Blind me until i can't see or hear It may be true that i'm losing you So hold on and wipe all your tears Do you hear her cry? The tears of an Angel She weeps on the floor Till she doesn't cry no more The weeping and pain speaks outloud It pierces my heard and I plug my ears And i drown until i can't feel not more I can still hear her cry The tears of an Angel She walks out the door and says her goodbyes I hold on and hug her real tight She says those three words and i say them back The door slams and there she goes Can you hear her cry? The tears of an Angel

Wouldn't that save you?

Our blood is cold, our fire is lit, yet the warmth is at the edge of our fingertips, Eyes are closed shut, hands are held tightly, lets try to hold on forever. Forever until were home, though, we know home is millions of miles away. The things that you heard, the expressions you saw, step back, and wait... The smile of bliss, the tears of desolation, the frown of indignity, step back, turn around and walk way. But what will make you stop, turn around, and walk into the arms of the rightful owner? The smell of vanilla, the warmth of the sun, the cool breeze down you neck, Wouldn't that save you, keep you alive? Help us carry the fire so we can stay together. The fire will light up the way forever. Don't close you eyes, don't be surprised. I'll save you... Help me carry the fire, we will keep it alive together.