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Keira Knightley as Anna Karenina
© 2021 méabh stanford
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Wheel out the backdrops
And the hopeless devotion
Bring out the cameras
And the unchecked emotion
Star-crossed lovers
No plan but all action
Who knew affairs could be so romantic?
Curse the screen for making me feel something I didn’t know I could feel
I now believe love has to be hard for it to be real
Unimaginable circumstances masked by pretty dresses
Until someone dies for me I can’t learn my lesson
Cos now I’ve learned to only want the loves that live for you
Would someone tell me that those romances were doomed?
I feel I could make pain disappear if I keep believing
Who’s gonna tell me they’re called tragedies for a reason?
Take out the reality
And any sense
Replace it with pride
And deceptive innocence
Mutual pining
And devastation
A tragic opportunity calls to me like an invitation
Curse the screen for making me feel something I didn’t know I could feel
I now believe love has to be hard for it to be real
Undesirable circumstances masked by pretty dresses
Until someone dies for me I can’t learn my lesson
Cos now I’ve learned to only want the loves that live for you
Would someone tell me that those romances were doomed?
I feel I could make pain disappear if I keep believing
Who’s gonna tell me they’re called tragedies for a reason?
Meeting in secret in lantern light
Reading letters by candlelight
And beautiful gowns to be worn only that night
And putting so much in that you can’t put up a fight
Running from doubters and inner demons
Only having each other to believe in
And soon running from each other and with changing seasons
Only the thread remains that used to tie you at your seams
But there’s still the what-ifs and the fantasies
And the hopeless romantics who like tragedy
And there’s the high society gatherings
And the faith that someday someone will live for me
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oh, Hyacinth part 1
05:25
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oh, Hyacinth part 1
© 2021 méabh stanford
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That sigh of relief turned right into the wind
How it’s me that you chose, I’ll never know
But you made it to me, stepped right through their hot air
Now we make our own heat, breathe next to me
Oh Hyacinth, I expect nothing in return
With the world as my witness, I present you with these words
Oh Hyacinth, oh Hyacinth
I’d never thought I’d ever win
But you’re proving to me
There’s a first time for everything
So the arrow flies, its life is by the wind
But a steady hand can only lengthen its span
So put yours in mine, and trust me with your darkest parts
I can only hope to repay you with every brand new day
Oh Hyacinth, it’s looking good
With the world as my witness, I make my intentions understood
Oh Hyacinth, oh Hyacinth
Every breath has been for you since
You kissed my forehead
And I got to breathe in your scent
It seems so natural to me that we fit in each other
Yet I know that we don’t fit in
My dear, what can we do to make this last longer
If an arrow dies when there is no wind
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i can still hope
04:02
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i can still hope
© 2021 méabh stanford
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The way you laugh is music to my ears
Like angels singing in the distance
The way you smile is a masterpiece
You’re gonna put the sun out of business
But I’m the moon, and the angels weep
Cause you’re not mine to keep
Cause I’m the moon, and the angels cry
Cause I’m the dullest damn thing in the sky
But I can still hope for a day
Where the sun meets the moon
And I can still wish upon a star
For that day to come soon
I stick out like a sore thumb
A rock among a bunch of shining lights
And you shine brightest of them all
No one can see, but you light up my nights
But they can see my inconsistency
I’m a plain girl who lets everyone walk over me
But I can still hope for a day
Where the sun meets the moon
And I can still wish upon a star
For that day to come soon
A rose by any other name would still smell as sweet
But me by any other name is still a goddamn weed
And if every rose has a thorn of its own
Me, I’d be a thorn in your side as you grow and grow and grow
But I can still hope for a day
Where the sun meets the moon
And I can still wish upon a star
For you to want that too
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glory days
04:15
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glory days
© 2021 méabh stanford
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Going to sleep shouldn’t make me so tired
But I wake up everyday feeling worse than before
It’s the same old things, different day and attire
Same old footprints on the hardwood floor
Cinderella’s shoe fit
And the bad guys lost the war
And I came back home
So I shouldn’t ask for more
But my mind’s a graveyard
And my footprints are imprinted on the hardwood floor
My mind’s a graveyard
And my footprints are imprinted on the hardwood floor
I stare into the sun and I feel no pain
That’s all reserved for my glory days
Where they glorify the cities we raised
For the cities we razed, they give us praise
Ares must be proud cos he’s getting what he wants
And God laughs at them and ignores what they say
They say thanks, beg for a new day to come
A new day is here, full of death and decay
I’ve got connections
And we got our way
But at what cost
Thousands dead a day
You pray to the Bible
But you are the Bible’s prey
You pray to the Bible
But you are the Bible’s prey
I stare into the sun and I feel no pain
That’s all reserved for my glory days
Where they glorify the cities we raised
For the cities we razed, they give us praise
So it goes
Ghosts of ivory and blue
Fly around the room
And I dance with them
So it goes
Ghosts of ivory and blue
Fly around the room
Children and old men
It’s here where we take our final stand
Pretty death’s only a part of a movie plan
But what about the life of a common man?
Well, I’m one and I can see they don’t give a damn
Did we fight for Hollywood when we fought for this land?
Either way, now we stand on the hardwood floor
I don’t think it was like this before.
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i still remember
05:13
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i still remember
© 2021 méabh stanford
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I still remember that look on your face
It was filled with hope and eager to taste
The many things the world has to offer
There’s so many things that you have to suffer through
It’s me and you
I still remember how we’d pass the time
The tops of the trees and the stories and the rhymes
And how we would laugh at the passerby
The king on his throne and the courageous knight
By his side
But now I look into the past
And I can’t imagine how I thought this would last
And now I look into your eyes
And all I see are mine
I still remember that very day
The feelings of hope before feelings of pain
And the memory that’s tattooed inside my brain
Yes, I’m still a coward I still run away
Everyday
Was I in the wrong? You weren’t called my friend
I’m not to blame, I claim innocence
But I still remember that look on your face
All the good memories have been replaced
With that day
But now I look into the past
And I can’t imagine how I thought this would last
And now I look into your eyes
And all I see are mine
You can’t place the blame on me
That face— it’s not on me
Try to escape but it follows me
I’m not to blame, but I’m guilty
Cos now I look into the past
And I can’t imagine how I thought this would last
And now I look into your eyes
And all I see are mine
Are mine
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oh, Hyacinth part 2
03:57
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oh, Hyacinth part 2
© 2021 méabh stanford
All rights reserved.
Their hot air lit a fire and burned us down
You’re not coming back to me now
And I never thought I’d see the blue in your eyes live on your cold dead lips, oh Hyacinth
I swear I tried everything to make it be me
But the wind doesn’t have sympathy
And I never thought the hands that gave me life could be so devoid of it, oh Hyacinth
Oh Hyacinth, oh Hyacinth
Why was it me as your ruin?
Twin flames, ran out of coal
Only ashes left for me to hold
Oh Hyacinth, oh Hyacinth
Every breath I’ve taken since
Feels like nightfall
The dawns were for you, after all
Every breath I’ve taken since is still for you
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méabh stanford Ocean City, New Jersey
Méabh Stanford is a 16 year old singer-songwriter from Ocean City, NJ. Drawing inspiration from literature and tying it to real-life experiences, her music reflects human interactions & the influence media has on them. Her EP, “make it be me” is filled with piercing lyrics written from the perspective of characters or the vantage point of an outsider swept into the deceptive magic of a universe. ... more
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