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
-when-
we closed our eyes
and we danced...
without moo-hoo-hoo-hooving?
I do.
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
-when-
we closed our eyes
and we danced...
without moo-hoo-hoo-hooving?
I do.
A one as two in synchronicity
ReplyDeleteBlanket falls on deafening sound
As the world disappears and
only light
shines...