"Space Age Love Song" - Flock of Seagulls
One day long ago, I decided to climb up onto the mantel right above my fireplace surrounded by brick plastered in white paint. I wanted to see myself in the big wall mirror, thinking that I had enough space to stand. So, I stood. I guess I didn't stay still because last I remember, I fell face first against the brick floor.
It took years for my mouth full of crooked teeth to get clamped with metal wire and rubber bands in all sorts of colors. I was pulled, poked, scraped, twisted, and bent out of shape! Did I mention this was at school where all the name-calling took place? "Brace Face," "Metal Mouth," and even "Smurfette" for making the ill-advised choice to switch to blue rubberbands! I couldn't bite into an apple, chew gum, eat ice, or even enjoy the simplest things like smiling without being teased. I was prone to accidents for never listening to these limitations and once had to get rushed to the emergency room because a piece of this contraption injected itself through the back of my cheek! It was then that the dentist office became my second home.
I never thought there was hope or a way for me to regain what I had lost that day. I never thought to fix it as a kid. If it wasn't for my mom, I'd still be looking at that hot mess child who got too curious to remain on solid ground. So trust me when I say I've worked hard for my smile. I embrace anything that encourages it and my good ol' reliable 80's will always do the trick. No matter how angry I am at the world. No matter how sorry I feel for myself. No matter how hard and unfair life seems to be. No matter how everything overwhelms me. Just play 80's like this wonderful find of mine and nothing, I mean nothing will bother me at that very moment.
It is my healing to my pain. It is my relieving to my stress. It is my lifting to my spirit. It is my mending to my broken. It is my yummy to my bland. It is my company to my loneliness. It is my conversation to my quiet. It is my rest to my restless. It is my words to my block. It is my clarity to my sight. It is the removal of my braces after 8 long years. It is my everything because it makes me smile
Lyrics:
I saw your eyes
And you made me smile
For a little while
I was falling in love
I saw your eyes
And you touched my mind
Although it took a while
I was falling in love
I saw your eyes
And you made me cry
And for a little while
I was falling in love
I was falling in love
Falling in love
Falling in love
Falling in love
Falling in love
http://www.azlyricdb.com/lyrics/A-Flock-Of-Seagulls-Space-Age-Love-Song-3558
http://themiddledistancerunner.wordpress.com/2009/03/02/song-of-the-week-a-flock-of-seagulls-space-age-love-song/
One day long ago, I decided to climb up onto the mantel right above my fireplace surrounded by brick plastered in white paint. I wanted to see myself in the big wall mirror, thinking that I had enough space to stand. So, I stood. I guess I didn't stay still because last I remember, I fell face first against the brick floor.
It took years for my mouth full of crooked teeth to get clamped with metal wire and rubber bands in all sorts of colors. I was pulled, poked, scraped, twisted, and bent out of shape! Did I mention this was at school where all the name-calling took place? "Brace Face," "Metal Mouth," and even "Smurfette" for making the ill-advised choice to switch to blue rubberbands! I couldn't bite into an apple, chew gum, eat ice, or even enjoy the simplest things like smiling without being teased. I was prone to accidents for never listening to these limitations and once had to get rushed to the emergency room because a piece of this contraption injected itself through the back of my cheek! It was then that the dentist office became my second home.
I never thought there was hope or a way for me to regain what I had lost that day. I never thought to fix it as a kid. If it wasn't for my mom, I'd still be looking at that hot mess child who got too curious to remain on solid ground. So trust me when I say I've worked hard for my smile. I embrace anything that encourages it and my good ol' reliable 80's will always do the trick. No matter how angry I am at the world. No matter how sorry I feel for myself. No matter how hard and unfair life seems to be. No matter how everything overwhelms me. Just play 80's like this wonderful find of mine and nothing, I mean nothing will bother me at that very moment.
It is my healing to my pain. It is my relieving to my stress. It is my lifting to my spirit. It is my mending to my broken. It is my yummy to my bland. It is my company to my loneliness. It is my conversation to my quiet. It is my rest to my restless. It is my words to my block. It is my clarity to my sight. It is the removal of my braces after 8 long years. It is my everything because it makes me smile
Lyrics:
I saw your eyes
And you made me smile
For a little while
I was falling in love
I saw your eyes
And you touched my mind
Although it took a while
I was falling in love
I saw your eyes
And you made me cry
And for a little while
I was falling in love
I was falling in love
Falling in love
Falling in love
Falling in love
Falling in love
http://www.azlyricdb.com/lyrics/A-Flock-Of-Seagulls-Space-Age-Love-Song-3558
http://themiddledistancerunner.wordpress.com/2009/03/02/song-of-the-week-a-flock-of-seagulls-space-age-love-song/
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