Friday 6 June 2008

Phoebe

Something Wicca This Way Comes:
Hear now the words of the witches
The secrets we hid in the night.
The oldest of gods are invoked here
The great work of magic is sought.
... In this night and in this hour
We call upon the ancient power.
Bring your powers to us sisters three
We want the power. Give us the power

Is There A Woogy In The House?:
I am light,
I am one too strong to fight,
Return to dark where shadows dwell,
You can not have this Halliwell.
Go away and leave my sight,
And take with you this endless night.
Pardon My Past:
In this time and in this place,
Take this spirit I displace,
Bring it forth while I go back,
To inhabit a soul so black.

Give Me A Sign:
I beseech all powers above,
Send a sign to free my sisters heart,
One that will lead her to her love.

All Hell Breaks Loose:
Evil wind that blows,
That which forms below,
No longer may you dwell,
Death takes you with this spell.

House Call:
Free us of the ties that bind,
Of evil magic intertwined,
We call upon the one who cures,
He who's to the Dark inured.

The Day Magic Died:
Take this beast,
Before I end her,
Ship her back,
Return to sender.

The Day Magic Died:
Beast of legend, myth and lore,
Give my words the power to soar,
And kill this evil evermore.

Valhalley of The Dolls, Pt 1:
From other worlds far and near,
Let's get him the Trok out of here.

Love's A Witch:
Lead me back,
From whence this came,
Help me help my sister's pain.

Prince Charmed:
A perfect man, we summon now.
Another way, we don't know how.
To make our sister see the light,
Somewhere out there is Mr. Right.
(with Paige)

Hyde School Reunion:
The past is the future, the future is the past.
Let's welcome back the senior class!

Hyde School Reunion:
Make them see what cannot be,
Flames that leap to make them flee

Hyde School Reunion:
Make him hear what isn't there,
His deepest worries come to bear.

Wrestling With Demons:
Guiding spirits I ask your charity,
Lend me your focus and clarity,
Lead me to the one I cannot find,
Restore that and my piece of mind.
(with Piper)

Muse To My Ears:

Being of creativity,
Show yourself now to me,
Your light which shines upon our face,
Let our vision now embrace.

The Painted World:
Spirits send the words, from all across the land;
Allow me to absorb them, through the touch of either hand.
For twenty-four hours, from seven to seven,
I will understand all meaning of the words from here to heaven.
And, uh, p.s. there will be no personal gain.

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