This song is about that very special feeling that is associated with love. I love love.
Monarch Beauty
These butterflies eat my worries of being alone
They spawn the love that I thought was gone
They travel up my arm to my shaking hands
They travel to my head, take me away to far off lands...
Lands where,
You and I run and play
In the sun all day
Laugh and talk
Kiss and walk
Dance and sing
Share everything
Nothing matters, except you and me.
They begin as some unknown feelings
They make it alright for this heart to start healing
They make me think of you all the time
You and them have taken my mind...to...
Lands where,
You and I run and play
In the sun all day
Laugh and talk
Kiss and walk
Dance and sing
Share everything
Nothing matters, except you and me.
It is time to run away.
Let me take you far from this place.
You and I, we'll start today.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Day Zero
I wrote this song on the first day on fall semester. I was sitting in between classes just people watching. I began to have all of these lines pop into my head. With a little rearrangement, they turn out pretty good. I think it tells the story of the first days of the first years of college, that frightened, worried, unsure feeling whether or not you will graduate...and when for god sakes?
Day Zero
The footsteps pound like a million raindrops
Wide eyes search for their numbers
Spokes litter the ground
How can this take so long?
Mumbled words are spoken to no one
Fright fills the air
Thousands are lonely, together
Desperate to make connections
Styles fade as fast as hair color
Destinations close in as hearts beat faster
Stairs move under the feet to the invisible pace
We haven't even begun
How will day one start?
Will days ten and twenty be better?
When will infinity save us?
Will we survive?
It's up to us, it's up to us.
Day Zero
The footsteps pound like a million raindrops
Wide eyes search for their numbers
Spokes litter the ground
How can this take so long?
Mumbled words are spoken to no one
Fright fills the air
Thousands are lonely, together
Desperate to make connections
Styles fade as fast as hair color
Destinations close in as hearts beat faster
Stairs move under the feet to the invisible pace
We haven't even begun
How will day one start?
Will days ten and twenty be better?
When will infinity save us?
Will we survive?
It's up to us, it's up to us.
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