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helikedmyshoes) wrote2006-09-23 03:08 am
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all of last year's blooms have gone and died - time doesn't give a reason
There's a night life falling down on me
I just feel like a change
Beneath the sun in the summer
a sea of flowers won't bloom without the rain
But, oh, this desert life
This high life
Here at the dying end of the day
I fucking love this song something fierce. This album always reminds me of fall. This morning I heard the wind blowing softly through the trees outside my window, and it sounded like the way the fall wind blows, and it felt like fall, and it made me warm and achy and quiet.
I am excited to spend fall in a place where the leaves change and crunch under my feet and the air gets colder and everything gets quiet, waiting with bated breath for the first snowflake. I am excited to drink hot tea on a cold morning and look out the window and feel small and silent and at peace.
I just feel like a change
Beneath the sun in the summer
a sea of flowers won't bloom without the rain
But, oh, this desert life
This high life
Here at the dying end of the day
I fucking love this song something fierce. This album always reminds me of fall. This morning I heard the wind blowing softly through the trees outside my window, and it sounded like the way the fall wind blows, and it felt like fall, and it made me warm and achy and quiet.
I am excited to spend fall in a place where the leaves change and crunch under my feet and the air gets colder and everything gets quiet, waiting with bated breath for the first snowflake. I am excited to drink hot tea on a cold morning and look out the window and feel small and silent and at peace.
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Oh, this makes me just ache for winter. I love it when it's snowed and you pull open the door and you are blinded for that moment by how clean and white everything. And there's no sounds, everything is muffled. I love seeing my breath in the air and having a reason to pile all my blankets on the bed and lie there and watch out my window.
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But I do love the snowfalls and waking in the morning to frost on the window and being all wrapped up in my comforters. I think I was meant to hibernate like the bears.