It’s just the way I was raised A little Irish in my blood, a little Italian in my name, a little London in my attitude
Thick As Thieves Building castles of cans and bottles, drinking like they do in novels, know they’ll catch me by and by, but tonight they are my alibi
If my body is a temple you can worship at my feet But it might kick you in the teeth some, so even when you’re spitting blood you would save a thought for me
They told us who we are In spiral ladders to the stars, collect our memories, we’ll be back again, each time a little different, it ends where it begins
I’m blinded by your grace Lord, I've been broken, although I'm not worthy, you fixed me, I'm blinded, by your grace, you came and saved me
I’m not just a pretty girl I’m more than just a picture, I’m a daughter and a sister, I don’t let it show, I’ve been through some shit
Cool, Calm and Collected My baby boy Japan (not my horse) stepping off his flight ahead of his race at Royal Ascot ❤️🇯🇵❤️🇯🇵
Ballet Rant In Political Times This is something I can personally get behind, a very good friend of mine (another Ballet Dancer) who is of colour, I have had similar problems with a tanned complexion but I know dancers who have darker skin have a lot of problems and worries about...See More »
