Saturday, May 26, 2007

There is a unique stillness in those moments when you are certain there will be no interruptions...

I sat on the damp back steps with the last glimmers of twilight fading and watched the fireflies blinking so rapidly and in such profusion they seemed like flashbulbs in a stadium.

The air was heavy and the horizon misty. Colors faded into a blue-black palette, yet the bright yellow twinklings made tonight's entrance spectacular.

A beautiful, lonely night.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

I have to post about this album on all my blogs... I just love it. If you haven't heard it you need (I mean NEED to). "The Story" by Brandi Carlile.

Here are the lyrics to another of my favorites... Track 2 -
"The Story"
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
Yeah you do and I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
Is hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...