There's a place for us

[cindianna_jones]

I'm different... so Ialways bend the meaning of prose or a song to fit my needs. It really helps when no change in the words are necessary.  The following lyrics were written by Stephen Sondheim.  They were brilliantly set to music by the great Leonard Bernstein in 1956.

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There's a place for us,
Somewhere a place for us.
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere.

There's a time for us,
Some day a time for us,
Time together with time to spare,
Time to learn, time to care,
Some day!

Somewhere.
We'll find a new way of living,
We'll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere . . .

There's a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow,
Some day,
Somewhere!

[tinkerbell]

Cindi, siempre tienes algo tan lindo que compartir.  Gracias!

We are different


How are we so "different"?
If "different" is just a thing.
If we all have certain features,
What does "different" bring?

People filled with hatred,
Can't possibly see,
That there's not really "differences"
Between you and me.

Looks can't show "difference",
If they're just there to be seen.
If you don't look like someone else,
Why are they so mean?

If being "different" is what is wrong,
I'd rather not be right.
And I'd want to finish living,
Doing the "different" fight. 


By unknown author

I'll try to write something about it myself...


tinkerbell