When I am older. When I am 94. I'm gonna die in the desert. That's what the desert's for. . And there'll be no water. No rain, no hail, no tears. 'Cause it never rains in the desert.
I took a breath of fresh air. I took in the view at the top. I took a lock of her golden hair. I took a look, it was gone. . If living. Is giving. I'm ready.
Well, I saw you on the catwalk. Not a corny supermodel song. I tried to cheer but the cat had my tongue. . You came out of the dressing room. In a T-shirt with a red front.
I took a breath of fresh air. I took in the view at the top. I took a lock of her golden hair. I took a look, it was gone. . If living is giving. I'm ready, I'm willing.
It's true, it's true, I'm a woman too. I move with the flow of the seasons. I do, I do 'cause I'm a woman too. I don't make sense but I got my reasons.
[originally by Noise Addict]. [Version 1]. It may sound stupid when I say it out loud. Like I'm just jealous of his silver cloud. He looks real good he drinks diet Coke.
I love pop music, this is how we do it. Its politics you can romance to. I love pop music, sprinkle sugar through it,. Philosophy that you can dance to.
Today a boy outgrew his town. They say his sadness was his sign. It used to happen every day or so they say. He's gonna take it all this time. . And everybody feels it.
It's ok to be in love, it's ok. it's ok to be in love, it's ok. this is someplace I can be. this is somewhere I can see. this is something I can believe in.
so odd, so pure and sweet it only seems to me so true, in just a beat. there's only you, and what you feel I don't feel it too. chorus........ you just wash rite over me.
summer haze. find you woken up and it's a brand new day. time for back to basics in the old style way. being bold, just growing old and dreaming away.
I'm motionless, love stands still apart from all the rest. And you're the only one who hears my voice. Apologies were spoken underneath the harvest trees.
Take in from this and breathe out open. Hug that uncertainty as long as you can. A once seizing but now flailing and falling. Grasp at comforts hand. .
Awaken the inner pattern. A murmur of self, a heart between beats. Tearing out the pages left and right. Of the human letter in a burning moment. . Threaded with compassion.
oh my darlings jean and rita. life couldn't be much sweeter. swinging all around you see. what this country's made of me. until yesterday i'd thought.
forgive me such idle repetition. but i'm not stirred by this competition. too soft to be unmoved. but enough is enough. to have the power to do whatever i choose.
forgive me such idle repetition. but i'm not stirred by this competition. too soft to be unmoved. but enough is enough. to have the power to do whatever i choose.
There's something I just can't describe. Something controlling me deep inside. Whenever I start to feel this way I just can't think of the words to say.
Late nights and brake lights. Are all that we know,. And timelines forget the cities they image.. There are promises that we should keep. And miles to go before we sleep..
It must have been love. But it's over now. . Lay a whisper on my pillow. Leave the winter on the ground. I wake up lonely, there's air of silence. In the bedroom and all around.