"...So I'll light a candle and begin to
Write, turn to my work as refuge
Though my womb is a rush hour taxi
Ride, but I will try
To metamorphose pain along my plight
But I'll despise each word I write
So I am clinging to the
Edge like some soap-opera star
With her ten second fade
As the light cascades
Do you love me anymore?...
I'll try to spin straw into gold
Straw into gold...Straw into gold...Straw into gold
Spinning for mercy
Spinning for hope
Spinning for love
Spinning for gold..."
"Straw To Gold" by Idina Menzel
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