Bits and Pieces That Make Me
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent. - Victor Hugo
Monday, August 07, 2006
Between Here and Now
If our friendship depends on things like space and time, then when we finally overcome space and time, we've destroyed our own brotherhood! But overcome space, and all we have left is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now. And in the middle of Here and Now, don't you think that we might see each other once or twice?


(Jonathan Livingston Seagull)


*miss you so much already...*


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I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like
A thousand diamonds strewn
Across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind
Pretend I am weightless
And in this moment
I am happy
happy


I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here


I lay my head onto the sand
The sky resembles
A backlit canopy
With holes punched in it
I'm counting UFOs
I signal them with my lighter
And in this moment
I am happy happy


I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here


The world's a rollercoaster
And I am not strapped in
Maybe I should hold with care
My hands are busy in the air
Saying


I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here


(Wish you were here - Incubus)


*wish you were here with me... or I, with you...*
posted by Tami @ 9:42 AM  
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