theivery

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