don't know

what to do..

pretty wings

Time will bring the real end of our trial
One day there'll be no remnants, no trace,
No residual feelings within you
one day you won't remember me.

Your face will be the reason I smile
But I will not see what I cannot have forever
I'll always love you.
I hope you feel the same.

Oh, you played me dirty, your game was so bad
You toyed with my affliction
Had to fill out my prescription for the remedy
I had to set you free.

Away from me
To see clearly
The way that love can be
when you are not with me
I had to leave
I had to live
I had to lead
I had to live

If I can't have you
Let love set you free
To fly your pretty wings around.

Pretty wings, your pretty wings, your
Pretty wings. Pretty wings around.

I came wrong you were right
Transformed your love into a lie
Baby believe me, I'm sorry I told you lies.
I turned day into night
Sleepless, I died a thousand times
I should've showed you
Better nights, better times
Better days, and I miss you more and more

If I can't have you
Let love set you free
To fly your pretty wings around.

Pretty wings, your pretty wings, your
Pretty wings. Pretty wings around.

Pretty wings, your pretty wings, your
Pretty wings. Pretty wings around.

exercising and digressing

connecting conversation with lyrical lines from songs...
would that be considered a memory exercise cuz i'm referring back to a line from a song? probably not cuz it just comes out like word vomit... but instead it's music.

or

it's really just that gay.. HMM?

but music is everything to me. i can't function correctly without it. there's music playing in my head at this moment... right now as we speak. one note, two note, half note, whole note.. little playful tunes to trumpets alarming and busy fingers creating beautiful notes coming from a grand piano.


but if i hear music in my head... playing... would that make me crazy cuz i can hear things in my head?