"And I have made mistakes"

Brooklyn
By Wakey!Wakey!

I hope I see you soon,
Because you're fond of me and I am fond of you.
Most days I guess that's all it takes,
That and just a few mistakes.
And I have made mistakes.
I have made mistakes today,
Yes I have made mistakes today.

So tonight I'll be your Brooklyn
So corny and so far away!
Just tell me what you want for me to say
And if it brings you home...

I guess its safe to say,
We both could use this fire escape.
Cause I've been breathing ashes in,
And I've been waiting for something to carry you away.

Cause I have made mistakes today...
And I have made mistakes today...
Yes I have made mistakes.

So tonight I'll be your Brooklyn
So corny and so far away!
Just tell me what you want for me to say
And if it brings you home...

So I hope you travel safe.
I hope you're cool,
I hope you find your way.
Because it's sounds like it is safe to say,
We disagree on one too many things.

Cause I have made mistakes today,
Yes I have made mistakes today.
And I have made mistakes...

Want VS. Won't

No Doubt About It

Still?

10 Stories Down

Something's wrong with the night
Something's wrong and it should feel right
Something's weighing on my mind
Is there anybody out there

I have fallen out of place
Sick of saving face
I could use a little break about right now

So I turn the TV up so loud so you don't ever hear me crying out
And my loneliness is the only sound that you'll hear 10 stories down
10 stories down

Something's wrong with the day
Something's missing from the frame
There are only so many ways you can tell me it's okay

So I turn the TV up so loud so you don't ever hear me crying out
And my loneliness is the only sound that you'll hear 10 stories down
10 stories down

Something's are not better left unsaid
Where do they go
Something's are not better left in my head
Where do they go

I turn the TV up so loud so you don't ever hear me crying out
And my loneliness is the only sound that you'll hear

As I turn the TV up so loud so you don't ever hear me crying out
And my loneliness is the only sound that you'll hear 10 stories down
10 stories down

--Michelle Featherstone

Well Connected

I figured it out, and it just might be a Bestseller

Keep Going

Wide Open

The Phantom Limb

Marathon Runner

Oh.

Lead me, Guide me

Fake it til you Make it

Transformed

Vanilla Twighlight

The stars lean down to kiss you,
And I lie awake I miss you.
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly,
But I'll miss your arms around me.
I'd send a postcard to you dear,
'Cause I wish you were here.

I watch the night turn light blue.
But it's not the same without you,
Because it takes two to whisper quietly,
The silence isn't so bad,
Till I look at my hands and feel sad,
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly.

I'll find repose in new ways,
Though I haven't slept in two days,
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone.
But drenched in Vanilla twilight,
I'll sit on the front porch all night,
Waist deep in thought because when I think of you.
I don't feel so alone.
I don't feel so alone.
I don't feel so alone.

As many times as I blink I'll think of you... tonight.
I'll think of you tonight.

When violet eyes get brighter,
And heavy wings grow lighter,
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again.
And I'll forget the world that I knew,
But I swear I won't forget you,
Oh if my voice could reach back through the past,
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here.
--Owl City

It's all about perception

Much Farther

I have much farther to go
Everything is new and so unpredictable
I should just kick my heels together and go home
But I'm not sure where that is anymore

I have much farther to go
I'm so confused I know
I should just kick my heels together and go home
But I lost my way when I lost you

Sometimes I cry when it's late at night
And you're not there to lay next to me
Morning breaks and the sun warms my face
How I wish it was you warming me
--Rosie Thomas "Much Farther to Go"

Always Remember

A major celebration

Gotta love emails from "The Universe". ;)

Happy Birrrrthday to Youuuu,
Happy Birrrrthday to Youuuu,
Happy Birrrrthday Dear Sarah,
Happy Birrrrthday to Youuuu!

A few years back, not so long ago, heaven and earth erupted into a major celebration with the news of your impending adventure into this very time and space. You see, someone like you doesn't come along all that often. In fact, there's never been a single one like you, nor is there ever ANY possibility that another will come again. You're an Angel among us. Someone, whose eyes see what no others will EVER see, whose ears hear what no others will EVER hear, and whose perspective and feelings will NEVER, ever be duplicated. Without YOU, the Universe, and ALL THAT IS, would be sadly less than it is.

Quite simply:

You're the kind of person, Sarah,
Who's hard to forget,
A one-in-a-million
To the people you've met.
Your friends are as varied
As the places you go,
And they all want to tell you
In case you don't know:
That you make a big difference
In the lives that you touch,
By taking so little
And giving so much!

Sarah, you are so AWESOME! For your birthday, friends and angels from every corner of the Universe, including buddies you didn't know you had, will be with you to wish you the HAPPIEST of days and an exciting new year in time and space. You won't be alone!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Sarah!

Twenty Five

He's got the whole world in his hands

The Bright Side

Burning Mad

Ever so Boldly

A Cornball Thing

I want you to get swept away out there. I want you to levitate. I want you to sing with rapture and dance like a dirvish...be deliriously happy or at least leave yourself open to be. I know it's a cornball thing, but love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. I say, fall head over heels, find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. How do you find him? Well, you forget your head and listen to your heart. The truth is, there's no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love, well, you haven't lived a life at all. But you have to try, because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived.
If you haven't loved you haven't lived. Stay open. Who knows? Lightening could strike!
--Meet Joe Black

Honesty is the best policy

Tangled

Love

Love is the scars on your knees, the leftover food in the refrigerator, the song birds sing, the pain you inflict, the sweet nothingness which flutter's from your lover's mouth, a half complete cigarette, diet coke which fizzles on your tongue, the rainbow sprinkles on your cupcake, the battered package you received in the mail the other day, the sound of wind escaping through a small gap in your window, the dampness in your hair, the chipped red varnish on your finger-nails, your Grandmother's musical box, the ballet shoes you've had since you were five, the music playing on your car stereo, the flaky paint on your walls, the bubblegum stuck under desks, the tooth-fairy, your hands and the things you can make with them, the kisses you blow, the clothes you wear, 5am morning breath, your sensitive teeth, the tingly feeling you get when you get touched at certain parts of your body, the tangles in your lover's hair, sleepless nights, overdosing on painkillers, undeserved success and recognition, telling lies and not getting caught, blacking out from consuming too much alcohol, being desired by multiple parties, solving a mathematical problem, watching the people around you, watching the people fucking up around you, screaming out your windown in the middle of the night, flaming your lover's ex, make-up sex, smudged mascara, dishevelled hair and smeared lipstick, the coffee and bagel you digest on a daily basis, little children, silence, recyclable materials, trees, photosynthesis, growth, developement

No.
Love is you, I, and a careless mixture of everything else we worry about.

One thing

Modern Day Pioneer

Adventurer

Sometimes...

Come on Get Higher

I miss the sound of your voice
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in

If I could walk on water, If could tell you what’s next
Make you believe, make you forget

So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire in the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

I miss the sound of your voice
The loudest thing in my head
And I ache to remember
All the violent, sweet,
perfect words that you said

If I could walk on water, if i could tell you what’s next,
make you believe, make you forget

So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire in the swing of your hips
Just to pull me down hard
And drown me in love

I miss the pull of your heart
I can taste the sparks on your tongue
I see angels and devils
And God
when you come on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire in the swing of your hips
Just to pull me down hard
And drown me in love

It's all wrong
It's all wrong
It's all right

So, come on, get higher
Come on, get higher
'Cause everything works love
Everything works in your arms

--Matt Nathanson

Make a Wish

Beautiful

Worth the Fight

Never in a Million Years

If you could actually stand in someone else's shoes to hear what they hear, see what they see, and feel what they feel, you would honestly wonder what planet they live on, and be totally blown away by how different their "reality" is from yours.
You'd also never, in a million years, be quick to judge again.

Hard

Just Wondering

I can imagine

All In

Unless it's a bad dream

Witnessed

It's what's on the inside

I don't need a reason

Done and Done

Big, Big, Big ones

Tick Tock

There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet... --T.S. Elliot

I daresay Off with those un-believing heads!

"I can't believe that" said Alice.
"One can't believe impossible things."

"I daresay you haven't had much practice. (...) Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."

.....

Definitely a Major Motion Picture

And Salt Water Taffy.

Today I feel like...

My buttons are on the brink!

Honored Donor and Recipient

What's your secret?

A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.
--Charles Dickens (A Tale of Two Cities)

Dedicated and Consecrated