Thursday, 30 July 2009

Miss Spektor.

I'm a little bit in love with the lyrics in Regina Spektor's 'On the Radio', especially this bit:

"This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breath
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
And take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
Amd walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again"

A thought.

I'm going to miss my best friend so much.

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