A small piece of my new favorite effing song:
"With sand in my heart and clouds in my head
I thought about us both and the lives we’ve led.
From pages in a book and pictures on a screen
We shape ourselves like clay from someone else’s dream.
One second you are cast just like stones at my feet
But I am not a king please don’t worship me.
With everyone around telling us what to do
With deafening sound whisper “I love you.”
You’re missing the whole point— you’re not my little pet
Don’t throw away your life— The game’s not over yet
I do not own your soul—don’t want you in a cage
I only want your heart to find that special place
You’re mine now But you’re not my sister
You’re mine now But you’re not my slave
You’re mine now But you’re not my child"
Vito put it on the latest Oingo Boingo mix that he made me. He told me in school that he could just hear me singing it and that he knew I would love it. When I told him he was right and that I did love it, he told me to learn it by the end of the school year so he could hear me sing it.
I am so glad we are friends.
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