songs in my head
Oct. 6th, 2007 09:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Blue
Songs are like tattoos
You know I've been to sea before
Crown and anchor me
Or let me sail away
Hey, blue
Here is a song for you
Ink on a pin
Underneath the skin
An empty space to fill in
Where there's so many sinkin now
Ya gotta keep thinkin
We can make it through
These waves
Acid, booze and ass
Needles, guns, and grass
Lots of laughs
Lots of laughs
Everybody's sayin that
Hell's the hippest place to go
I don't think so
But I'm gonna
Take a look around it though
Blue
I love you
Blue
Here is a shell for you
Inside you hear the sound
A foggy lullaby
Here is my song from me.
~Sarah McLachlan
The summer ends and we wonder where we are
And there you go, my friends, with your boxes in your car
And you both look so young
And last night was hard, you said
You packed up every room
And then you cried and went to bed
But today you closed the door and said
"We have to get a move on.
It's just that time of year when we push ourselves ahead,
We push ourselves ahead."
And it was cloudy in the morning
And it rained as you drove away
And the same things looked different
It's the end of the summer
It's the end of the summer,
When you move to another place
And I feel like the neighbor's girl who will never be the same
She walked alone all spring,
She had a boyfriend when the summer came
And he gave her flowers in a lightning storm
They disappeared at night in green fields of silver corn
And sometime in July she just forgot that he was leaving
So when the fields were dying, she held on to his sleeves
She held on to his sleeves
And she doesn't want to let go
'Cause she won't know what she's up against
The classrooms and the smart girls
It's the end of the summer
It's the end of the summer
When you hang your flowers up to dry
And I had a dream it blows the autumn through my head
It felt like the first day of school
But I was going to the moon instead
And I walked down the hall
With the notebooks they got for me
My dad led me through the house
My mom drank instant coffee
And I knew that I would crash
But I didn't want to tell them
There are just some moments when your family makes sense
They just make sense
So I raised up my arms and my mother put the sweater on
We walked out on the dark and frozen grass
The end of the summer
It's the end of the summer
When you send your children to the moon
The summer ends and we wonder who we are
And there you go, my friends, with your boxes in your car
And today I passed the high school, the river, the maple tree
I passed the farms that made it
Through the last days of the century
And I knew that I was going to learn again
Again, in this less hazy light
I saw the fields beyond the fields
The fields beyond the fields
And the colors are much brighter now
It's like they really want to tell the truth
We give our testimony to the end of the summer
It's the end of the summer,
You can spin the light to gold.
~Dar Williams
Your songs just reminded me of this poem:
Date: 2007-10-07 05:01 am (UTC)Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf's a flower
But only so an hour
As leaf subsides to leaf
So Eden sank to grief
As dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay