Let's go here

Ellie Goulding - Hanging On (Without Tinie Tempah)

My dreamworld

A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same

I am all of this

Sometimes all I want is a nice cup of tea and my grandmother's stories

Answering the Call (Perseverance) (my beautiful sister)

Ludovico Einaudi - Le Onde

Red balloon

Upon a red balloon I ponder love and loss

Go far away to places that glow with pride

I don’t only get dreamy at nightfall, my darling

The days too are filled with fantasies and long-awaited whispers by candlelight

Come to my ocean for flight

My arms grow into pelagic birds that lift me higher into a man’s heart

Spin in circles and create elongated dancers out of memories

I hid my picture from you all that time

And now I’m brave enough for you to see it

You couldn’t tell me what is true because I already trust my instincts

Inspiration flourishes 

Right before

Dawn

I sit on your balcony and dream of existence with you

Espresso and cookies in bed 

I wake with your kisses and dream for nonsense 

For our world couldn’t be anything what their world is

J’espere seulement qu’il sait vrai que mon amour est

Erase anything but Antibes

Oops I lost it

It’s hard for my mouth to form sentences naturally

I need my mind to coincide organically 

but when I put my thoughts together they sound too scattered

and I can’t anymore.

graceful and with tact I put on a show

to let you see how far I will go

to trick you into thinking I’m something I’m not

shy and endearing, yearning to be caught

to break away from the facade of the confident and mighty

I’m so fucking fickle and ever-so-flighty

I trip and I fall down the dark rabbit hole

grab my hand bravery, away we go

scraped and battered I emerge from the dust

I held onto him, the only one I could trust

he showed me a way of protecting myself

while revealing to the world all those things I had held

within me for longer than you can possibly imagine

the box was open and I stuck my hand in

to grab on to hope with all that I have

to play with its ribbons and untie the sack

let me search and search til I can finally find

my voice that had stifled that life left behind

I devour and swallow every new beginning

to find myself is my only way of living

Wanderlust

Mixed messages laced with kind eyes

constellations rise and I follow floating dreaming

wandering into the night and needing space to walk through

what I thought was my sanity

but it cascaded down like a lonely ball

so I tried to vanish with it tossing turning tumbling

lately it’s all because of his stories I stop

stop to stare at every magnificent beautiful grain of sand

I go where the ocean goes

I trail along 

farther than a naked eye on the sea

splash in buff titanium and aqua eyelashes 

big sur calls to me

I think I’ll visit my day now

let it wash away my visible scars 

foreign and profound

oh how I long for warmth in a quiet song

tread light on the cold promise of winter

Silence is the element in which great things fashion themselves together.

Paris a mon coeur pour toujours

Ode to you

Loving my history and hating the entity...

Did you swear on it?

Did you put your life on the lies?

My name and your name go together

Like salt and pepper

Come and whisper your sorrows because

Your laughter creates fickle memories

Tell me about the messages you left for everyone but me.

Cheers to you and your wishes

I'm in London still...

And yet I will never be where you want me to be

Drink your apples and ridicule me

When I'm only trying to console your beliefs of who we are and

Who we were meant to be.

Lovely

You are

My hesitant glance

Fast forward to adamant conversations

About frequent trips to Europe

That make no sense of how it actually is with us.

Can you sip my sweetness and tell me that it's over?

You shine with your intoxicating sadness

Cuddle.

Blaming my hatred on loving you

Blaming the hatred on losing you

Back and forth I struggle with your cold mistakes

All of your kindness and punches and smiles and blows and

Oh the bruises you left.

Can I give up after all this time?

Compilations of our troubles

Are my intimate meanings and doubts

I quietly show you my tears

And pray you cry for me as well

The color of ripe tomatoes I get

When I know it's not about me you write.

Breaking News: You forgot your pieces.

I would have been fine without you

You just filled spaces I didn't know I had.

We could have gone dreamer...

We could have car danced to our one destination

When your path was laced with mine

I should leave you behind

To be your own person without my wraths and chains and gate

God I've cured my block

And it was you darling

My love and hate.

Beach House - Wishes

A review I wrote on Beach House

http://weheartmusic.typepad.com/blog/2012/09/beach-house-at-tipitinas-new-orleans.html

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