"She's in love, and the world gets blurry
She makes mistakes, and she's in no hurry to grow up
'Cause grownups, they don't understand her
Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared...
She finds hope in the strangest places
She reads her books, and she knows the faces
Of everyone that ever said she's alone
She knows every word to the saddest songs
And she sings along, though her friends all tell her
That she can't sing...
She's eighteen, much too young
To know what a kiss like that would mean
But her lips, they were no stranger to the touch
And she likes it way too much."
--Mayday Parade, So Far Away

Thursday, December 20, 2007

I Stand Alone

And the words "I believe" come from mouths of agnostics
While great mountains fall and the valleys, they rise
So much is reversed, so much reflected
In the largest of fields, I stand alone
And the people are vanishing
The people are vanishing
I smile to myself because I stand alone
Through the mess, through the war, through the hate and the crime
In the tightest of corners
I still stand
Alone.

--KB, 2007.
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