I pictured a rainbow
You held in your hands
I had flashes
But you saw then plan
I wondered out in the world for years
While you just stayed in your room
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon!
The whole of the moon!
You were there at the turnstiles
With the wind at your heels
You stretched for the stars
And you know how it feels
To reach too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon!
I was grounded
While you filled the skies
I was dumbfounded by truths
You cut through lies
I saw the rain-dirty valley
You saw brigadoon
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon!
I spoke about wings
You just flew
I wondered, I guessed, and I tried
You just knew
I sighed
But you swooned
I saw the crescent
You saw the whole of the moon!
The whole of the moon!
With a torch in your pocket
And the wind at your heels
You climbed on the ladder
And you know how it feels
To reach too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon!
The whole of the moon!
Unicorns and cannonballs,
Palaces and piers,
Trumpets, towers, and tenemets,
Wide oceans full of tears,
Flag, rags, ferry boats,
Scimitars and scarves,
Every precious dream and vision
Underneath the stars
You climbed on the ladder
With the wind in your sails
You came like a comet
Blazing your trail
Too high
Too far
Too soon
You saw the whole of the moon!
Idem na more. Nin. Bit ce lijepo. Nadam se.
Osjecam se grozno. Onaj osjecaj...kad nisam sretna...ne mogu reci sto mi nedostaje...ali nisam potpuna...to mi se dugo nije dogodilo...valjda je bilo vrijeme...a, tako se uvijek osjecam prije putovanja...imam taj bolestan osjecaj prije bilo kojeg putovanja zbog kojeg ne zelim ici...a, evo i ovaj put...i tako, sjedim (tocnije lezim, ali manje bitno) i pokusavam smisliti argumente protiv odlaska...bez problema nalazim protuargumente, i unatoc cinjenici da unapredujem svoje debatne vjestine, i dalje nisam sretna.
Ali svejedno odlazim, kao i svaki put dosad.
Post je objavljen 26.06.2008. u 20:32 sati.