Unconscious Mutterings
It’s back! I thought it was gone – but reading it here I got all excited.
Song Of The Moment : You’re The Storm
The Cardigans
oh it’s healing – bang bang bang
i can hear your cannons call
you’ve been aiming at my land
your hungry hammer is falling
and if you want me I’m your country
I’m an angel bored like hell
and you’re a devil meaning well
you steal my lines and you strike me dumb
come raise your flag upon me
and if you want me I’m your country
if you win me I’m forever – oh yeah!
’cause you’re the storm that I’ve been needing
and all this peace has been deceiving
I like the sweet life and the silence
but it’s the storm that I believe in
come and conquer and drop your bombs
cross my borders and kill the calm
bear your fangs and burn my wings
I hear bullets singing
and if you want me I’m your country
if you win me I’m forever – oh yeah!
’cause you’re the storm that I’ve been needing
and all this peace has been deceiving
I need some wind to get me sailing
so it’s the storm that I believe in
you fill my heart, you keep me breathing
’cause you’re the storm that I believe in
and if you want me I’m your country
A Little More Than I Can Give
You wanted more … you got it. Love is painful and blind and confusing. Communication is hard work and challenging. Hope is like blowing up a balloon inside a clay pot.
I’ve Made It To This Screen Before
And failed to post .. but I’m certain that this time I can find the words and patience to at least attempt to articulate some of the craziness that has ensued.
Last week was the Hope Foundation fashion show that Si has been working so hard on. It was phenomenal and he did an amazing job of putting it all together.
This weekend is Tere’s wedding. It’s been a really emotionally intense time as well as a busy time of getting ready, doing typical bridesmaid and wedding stuff. Tonight was the hen’s night.
Also – I have a secret that nobody knows.
It’s almost too exciting for words..
Song Of The Moment : The Sound Of White
by Missy Higgins
Like a freeze-dried rose, you will never be,
What you were, what you were to me in memory.
But if I listen to the dark,
You’ll embrace me like a star,
Envelope me, envelope me…
If things get real for me down here,
Promise to take me to before you went away –
If only for a day.
If things get real for me down here,
Promise to take me back to the tune
We played before you went away.
And if I listen to, the sound of white,
Sometimes I hear your smile, and breath your light.
Yeah if I listen to, the sound of white ..
You’re my mystery. One mystery. My mystery. One mystery.
My silence solidifies,
Until that hollow void erases you,
Erases you so I can’t feel at all.
But if I never fell again, at least that nothingness
Will end the painful dream, of you and me…
If things get real for me down here, promise to take me to
Before you went away, if only for a day.
If things get real for me down here, promise to take me back to
The tune we played before you went away.
And if I listen to, the sound of white
Sometimes I hear your smile, and breath your light.
Yeah if I listen to, the sound of white
Sometimes I hear your smile, and breath your light.
And if I listen to, the sound of white.
I knelt before some strangers face,
I’d never have the courage or belief to trust this place,
But I dropped my head, ‘cos it felt like lead,
And I’m sure I felt your fingers through my hair…
And if I listen to, the sound of white sometimes
I hear your smile, and breathe your light.
Yeah if I listen to, the sound of white.
The sound of white,
The sound of white,
The sound of white.
I Was Waiting
I was waiting for such a long long time. It felt so dry and felt so cold. I felt my heart falling away. Last night the moon was full and I was anxious to put my dread to sleep. It seems though, that some things work on schedules I can’t get my head around because this morning I feel easier again.