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come down, make a brand new ground…
Sara Bareilles writes brilliant lyrics. I started to quote a small chunk of this beautiful song on my twitter before realizing that I just love the whole thing, so here it is, in all its glory:
Wish I were pretty
Wish I were brave
If I owned this city
I’d make it behave
If I were fearless
I’d speak my truth
The world would hear this
That’s what I wish
I’d do
Yeah-eh, Yeah-eh-eh
Yeah-eh-eh Yeah-eh-eh
If my hands could hold them
You’d see it
Take all these secrets
In me
And I’d move and mold them
To be
Something I’d set free
I wanna darken the skies
Open the floodgates up
I wanna change my mind
I wanna be enough
I want the water in my eyes
I want to cry until the end of time
I wanna let the rain
Come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rain
Come down
Let the rain
Come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rain come down
Tonight
I hold on to worry
So tight
People don’t understand me. That is a fact. To a very small decimal, yes. But not completely. Not even enough to be able to say, “yes I know her.” Maybe in the past they did, but not anymore. Sometimes I wonder how much easier it would be to reveal my blog on Facebook for the entire network of…
awesome
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A world of words around your neck.
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I think I might actually start using tumblr.