"You Are A Tourist" - Death Cab for Cutie Hey you! Yes, you. You're a ruined soul, you know but you're in there somewhere aren't you? I'm talking to your cracked heart and negative mind. Are they listening because you haven't been. You blocked me out you stubborn little thing. Are you seeing me wave at you from a near distance? I'm here sipping an upside down machiato to help soothe your draining energy from that anxiety it feels every time change is around the corner. Hey you! Yes, You. Your imperfections make you flawless. Your sadness makes you real. Is that why you're playing this role still? To help you feel? It's getting old and wearing you down. You're getting tired and there's nothing around to make you this tired that you can't bounce back from. It's not going to do it by itself. Not with you there thinking things evolve around you when it's you who should grab what makes you evolve. Hey you! Yes, you. Your lack of ...
A song pops up in my head in bed, carrying with it a memory that may not always be described in words. So the music in it of itself allows me to tell my stories. This is my writer's pen. This is my '3' and my 'M'. This is my passion in life; my blog; my light and though it may occasionally lose its shine, it will never completely leave me in the dark.