Hey, why not ask for more? Baby, that’s the way I feel. You can stand me at the gates of hell, but I won’t back down. Take a lesson from the strangeness you feel. Fate must have a reason, why else endure the season of the hollow soul? The waiting is the hardest part, But always someone marches brave, here beneath my skin. I got some news for you, We belong among the wildflowers. So sleep tight, baby, and unfurl your brow, And start running down a dream.
Cento – a work of poetry that is composed of various lines taken from different poems
Authors – the lines in this poem come from Mary Chapin Carpenter, Tom Petty, The Eagles, and K.D. Lang. Can you match the authors to their lines? Can you name the songs?
Bearing Untold Stories 