In which Caroline is ripped off, Heather realizes her boredom, and music resounds in the background, playing it's melodic tune that she's fallen very deeply in love with.
I shall blog. Every day. Except for those two VERY fine weeks in which I will be away from my family (yay! You have no idea how much I love that after last night...*sigh*)
Honestly I'm Instability
Show me how to let you in
I'm making mistakes
I'm falling, I'm falling again
I have built all the walls
For no one to use at all
This is overjoyed
Tracing lines in summer skies at night
And with or without a reason why
We'll always be wondering if we're ever right
I'm convinced that if we turned the lights off the world might surrender
I insist, by breaking the rhythms, love will fall into step again
This sound is lacking direction
These empty rooms are a prison
Your words ring hollow and aimless
And you are here denying what?
Oh, this seems out of reach
Taking every breath we'll ever need
With no assurance I can see
We'll unlatch the gate and set them free
I confess I did not even once believe the air would surround me
I can see, by breaking the rhythms, love has found me again and again
This sound is lacking direction
(These empty rooms are a prison)
Your words ring hollow and aimless
And you are here denying what you see
(This heavy breath is a prism)
This time we're all gonna listen
The stage is coming to life now
When you start to sing, "Hallelujah!"
We shut our eyes
And smile to ourselves
~Stairwell Collapse~
And so it begins... The summer of change, of music, of poetry, dancing, memories, and friends.
What do you know? It could actually be fun doing this everyday...
Lila calls,
heather
