Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Regina Spektor does a song called, That Time, or something. S'good. Has a certain devil-may-care flavor that starts out playful, then ends up dark and maybe a little twisted.

Reminds me of someone. A few someone's, actually.

But this isn't about them there folk.

It's about this other person. And the playfulness.

And the light:

Hey remember
we closed our eyes
and we danced...
without moo-hoo-hoo-hooving?

I do.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous2:59 AM

    A one as two in synchronicity
    Blanket falls on deafening sound
    As the world disappears and
    only light