Swing through sadness, tears of joy.
Curse the sunlight.
Arsenic for the girls and boys.
Drink the madness, smoke so coy.
Serum of a will destroyed.
The seasons change without me.
I remain in shadows growing wings.
The spirit song still surrounds me, in refrain, in shadows growing wings.
Like an angel with two broken wings, reach the sky again.
Like a devil, meant for better things, I will find my place on high.
Sometimes songs can change your life. I have another blog on another site that i've had since 2004. i think it's time for a change and a new(ish) start. i love how i tend to add (ish) on the end of words. it makes no sense, but it makes them more interesting! this is a neat site. i got bored with xanga. there's just so much you can do with that. i had trouble adding pictures and stuff on there and i love pictures. problem solved. on xanga i tended to trail off blabbing about needing to change my nail color or commenting on a program on tv that i'm watching. hopefully, here, i will try not to do that. if i had a drink in my hand, this is when i would raise my glass and make a toast to fresh new starts. it would be better if that glass had some zinfandel wine or something like that in it. mmm... wine! A few weeks ago while i was trying to read a harry potter book in less one week the weather outside was perfect. i took my book, a nice cold glass of wine and sat in my springy seat that is shaped like a banana that hangs from the ceiling of our roof. it was so lovely until the alcohol was starting to take an effect on my reading skill so i gave it up for harry potter.
and this is where i leave off for my first *new* blog.