SKIN by Rae Morris

by Suhein Beck
​Jan 

This is my song dedication to all you Warriors out there dealing with Eczema, Psoriasis, Keratosis or TSW (Topical Steroid Withdrawal) or RSS (Red Skin Syndrome) or Rosacea and/or Steroid Induced Rosacea. 

This young, but wise far beyond her years artist, Rae Morris has unknowingly created an anthem to this lonely hearts club of those suffering from serious skin conditions. With haunting images, lonely lyrics and enchanting modern dance, she captures their emotional struggles that echo into empty corridors. Time spills over as they wait patiently for a cure, a response, some kind of acknowledgement on cold, hard steps. 

What could be more haunting than needing to liberate yourself from your own skin?
Perhaps a self-imposed statuesque of stillness to stop the maddening itching and resulting scars?
Or fighting a cause knowing the end result falls on deaf ears? 

NO! This is just the beginning. This is YOUR FIGHT SONG! 

Suhein Beck
www.SkinConfessions.com

​                       ​            SKIN
                          by Rae Morris
 
Deep in the core of a broken one,
I spy the light of a wounded sun,
That keeps you from drowning, keeps you from drowning.
 
Way beneath the weak surface of it all,
I spy a girl only three feet tall,
That keeps me from drowning, she keeps me from drowning – in it all…
 
With the will to stay, and the will to stand still.
 
We break the rules and listen to our own skin,
With a visible scar in a broken side car,
We break the rules and listen to our own skin,
We break our hearts and pretty much everything.
 
After the dark and endless wars,
I realize that I’m fighting a cause,
That ends with us drowning, ends with us drowning – in it all.
 
With the will to stay and the will to stand still…
 
We break the rules and listen to our own skin,
With a visible scar in a broken side car,
We break the rules and listen to our own skin,
We break our hearts and pretty much everything…
 
With the same old star and the same old sun,
Built to keep us both in the same old love,
When the present tense meets the present time,
Built to keep our worlds in line, in the same old love, in the same old love, same old love…
 
We break the rules and listen to our own skin,
With a visible scar in a broken side car,
We break the rules and listen to our own skin,
We break our hearts and pretty much everything…

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