and I wish I knew how It would feel to be free. I wish that I could break all the chains holding me. I wish I could say
all the things that I'd like to saysay 'em loud say 'em clear.I wish I could share all the love that's in my heart.and Iwish you could know What it means to be me.I wish I could live, like I'm longin' to live.I wish Icould give whatI'mlongin' to give.and I wish I could do all the things I'd like to doyou know they'll still miss part of you
yes Sir...
and I'm way way over due...
I wish I could be like a bird up in the sky.how sweet it would be if I found out I could fly.
***
When I was little and it used to storm, I have warm memories of my mother telling me not to worry, that the thunder was just the angels going bowling...the thought was so sweet.
I still hear them to this day, it's one of those things that i'll remember as long as I live.
***
Sometimes I am as clueless as the next. Sitting on a rug of ancient patterns, twirling threads with my finger tips. It's so vintage, pictures I see myself not alone in. Yes I see myself with you, crawling around like cats, turning our heads in curiousity. I'm charming you. You're charming me. Our beasts growing more savage with ever glance of bedroom eyes. The canopy is just over there and we could go under, but I want you everywhere.
- there is so much beauty in mystery
-Garden State's trailer makes me cry.
-I leave Canadia tomorrow. ill be in amsterdam in about 30 hours.
xoxo
sunny.
(that was messed up, i know)
all the things that I'd like to saysay 'em loud say 'em clear.I wish I could share all the love that's in my heart.and Iwish you could know What it means to be me.I wish I could live, like I'm longin' to live.I wish Icould give whatI'mlongin' to give.and I wish I could do all the things I'd like to doyou know they'll still miss part of you
yes Sir...
and I'm way way over due...
I wish I could be like a bird up in the sky.how sweet it would be if I found out I could fly.
***
When I was little and it used to storm, I have warm memories of my mother telling me not to worry, that the thunder was just the angels going bowling...the thought was so sweet.
I still hear them to this day, it's one of those things that i'll remember as long as I live.
***
Sometimes I am as clueless as the next. Sitting on a rug of ancient patterns, twirling threads with my finger tips. It's so vintage, pictures I see myself not alone in. Yes I see myself with you, crawling around like cats, turning our heads in curiousity. I'm charming you. You're charming me. Our beasts growing more savage with ever glance of bedroom eyes. The canopy is just over there and we could go under, but I want you everywhere.
- there is so much beauty in mystery
-Garden State's trailer makes me cry.
-I leave Canadia tomorrow. ill be in amsterdam in about 30 hours.
xoxo
sunny.
(that was messed up, i know)
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I must have pressed to hard on the mouse wheel...I took a few cool people off that way (luckily they were understanding). May you send a request despite my stupidity?
Again sorry about that.
[Edited on Jul 16, 2004 11:00PM]