I long for the day when my garageband mic works again. Until then, I will be recording things on my lovely computer mic. ha. This is a song I finished yesterday.
You’re a work of art my dear, did you know this?
You’re a work of art my dear, did you know this.
When you walked in the room, you bet I noticed.
You’re a work of art my dear, tried not to notice.
It took all my strength not to call did you know that?
I’m sleepless and helpless I still can’t
Play the guitar (very well)
You’re a Polaroid picture, a stranger mysterious
Bicycled the whole city trying to figure you out
Never did.
You’re just like a song I don’t know the name of
But I sing along with the mix-tape
driving some late night alone
Release my mind and solve all my mysteries
So my dreaming body can sleep
I wake carefully, quietly, knowing that all my worries
Lie fast asleep.
I really value sleep, and dreams, which means that I value the place in which I have them.
this, is a dreaming bed.
(via sweethomestyle)
“Now girls” said the giraffe, to us (aged 3 and 5 respectively), “Why can’t you ladies ever get along”
but it’s hard to take a giraffe seriously when it talks to you.
@1 month ago
I don’t know why this bird didn’t run away. but the important thing is that it didn’t..
