Bits and Pieces That Make Me
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent. - Victor Hugo
Friday, May 11, 2007
Reflections
When I step into the light my arms open wide
When I step into the light my eyes searching wildly
Would you not like to be
Sitting on top of the world with your legs hanging free
Would you not like to be ok, ok, ok

When I'm walking by the water
Splish splash me and you taking a bath
When I'm walking by the water
Come to my toes to my ankles to my head to my soul
I'm blown away

When I'm walking by the water
Splish splash me and you taking a bath
When I'm walking by the water
Come up to my toes to my ankles to my head to my soul
I'm blown away

I can't believe that we would lie in our graves
Wondering if we had spent our living days well
I can't believe that we would lie in our graves
Dreaming of things that we might have been
Would you not like to be
I can't believe that you would not like to be
Ok, ok, ok,
Ok, ok, ok,

(Lie in Our Graves - Dave Matthews Band)
posted by Tami @ 10:57 AM  
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