A delicious little bakery
is only down our street
the smell of baking bread
well.. it really is a treat

It is run by Mrs ******
she is just so very charming
but she is a little clumsy
it's really quite alarming

You see,
she does her best to make the cakes
and bake such tasty bread
but the currants just go everywhere
and in the pies instead

And in the Cornish pasties
there is very often nuts
and in the fruit pie filling
bacon and beef cuts

But she seems to be quite fancy
well there has been many rumours
of her and the deliveryman
well... she flashes him her bloomers

But she really is so charming
poor soul.. she has the worst mishaps
like when she inadvertently
displayed her finest baps

And no one will forget
when in came a group of nuns
all asking some tea cakes
but out popped her Chelsea buns

But she really is a riot
you can't help but love her so
she give you all you ask for
in a bargain box 'to go'

And she takes care of her customers
and gives out treats to sample
you'll never go home hungry
you'll end up with quite a armful

So if you get a moment
take a stroll just down our street
to Mrs ******'s bakery
she really is a treat.

you touch my world so delicately
and i love it that you do
all we have is gentle
and i love that about you too

you listen so attentively
care for my heart so blue
talk to me so kindly
in everything you do

friends that found such passion
a tiny seed that grew
you make everything so easy
easy to love you

i hug you tight throughout the night
especially when i'm blue
while you bring comfort to my life
i love you through and through

with the kindest heart i know
you take me away with you
for us this feels so beautiful
i hope you feel it too

Myths die in the mist of time
a legend will be lost within ancient script
parchments will no longer hold it's name
written in a forgotten tongue
so many jars filled with sand
grains without number
are as the centuries that will pass
before it has a remembering.
Memories of it's misfortune will be as a fleeting dream
the myth rose from the barren mute land
bleeding out a fiery history
telling the death of the innocents
and as it finally takes to the earth
and eon will pass for the blind land
it's last breath is death itself.
Sheol is where it resides
and in hades it finds it's resting place
no grass will take root nor tendril will take hold
the air a noxious fume
barren blind mute wastelands
there will be no consolation or solace
for the ground
for it will suffer along with its residents evil.
And as the centuries pass
a time will unfold
where all that have lived
will have been lost
and an unlikely soul will whisper
his eyes alight
*"Let this time be past
let this be a time for all that find need
for all that have want
to rejoice
the time is now
for a new remembering"

every time you drink the sea
i am left on an island
and i walk for miles to find the shore
and when i look up to see the sky
you swallow it whole
and i walk for miles to find the horizon
and when i look to the stars
you eat them, one by one
and i walk for miles to find the moon
and when i feel the tides begin to turn
you drink the sea
and i am left on a island
and i walk for miles to find the shore

and when i look up to see the sky...



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Ef0uZPNltE

i just saw you fall out of love with me
there.. i saw it
in your eyes
just now
one minute you were talking
and you breathed in
and then you breathed me out
you breathed me out
you blinked
and when your eyes opened
i saw that little spark that kept me so warm
had died
it was gone
and you laughed still
pretending you didn't feel it too
but i know you felt it
that silent hurricane
you laughed
but there was no song
i heard nothing
where there was once a symphony
lay just sheets of music
and in that very moment
the record crackled to a finish
you carefully lifted the needle
and our song was over

A storm rages, tearing at it's own throat
it's teeth gnash at the ground
biting chunks
spitting out pounds of flesh
while ungodly sounds fill the air..
like rusted metal tearing flesh from bone
the storm bellows
angry.. belligerent
while bare feet with tiny toes hold fast
as she holds her sanity aloft
her fingers grip tight and she will not let go
The winds thrash, lashing it's whips
striking.. deep welts that will forever scar
but aloft it is held, with tiny fingers
her dignity.. with all her might
Steadfast
Unwavering
The mountains earth moves
and the land slides, taking all trees and rocks in it's path
stripping acres from fields
leaving behind the complete devastation
and she remains
her eyes open
penetrating every living thing
seeing as deep as marrow
The storm, a mile wide
takes the earth and chews
devouring
clawing
at
the
child
but the words on her lips are silent
and yet they are bearing fruit
and the clouds drift from judgement
as she knows the sun will win through
The storm wants to be a hurricane
with no eye to see
a colossus... a blind beast
and the finger of it's god
points at the child and screams it's name
quietly the child sings of truth, sings of love
sings of hope
it's sound is heard in both the past and the future
This one is no match for the child who has love
as she possesses the sky
she owns the sun
she has lightenning in her eyes
and stands as tall as the heavens
indeed she is only five feet of thunder
and love is all the armour she needs.

i need a few days on tumblr to lift this feeling
just feeling a little bit down
y'know
just a little bit
i think i need chocolate
and coffee
and a hug
everything hurts
my head
my tummy
my heart
and reposting cats and sunsets isn't enough
okay so the **** is good but
I think i need a blanket
and some grapes
and a hug
and I need a little bit of love i think
and someone to stroke my hair
just for a little while
and tell me everthing will be okay
i break everything
into tiny pieces
and i don't know how to fix it all together again
and i'm always sorry
always sorry
and this feeling won't go
no matter how deep i bury myself
into my covers
the world is still outside
and it's big
and I need a hug
and maybe some **** times
that would be nice
probably
but mostly
i think i need a hug
and some sleep
and for tomorrow to promise it will be okay

i have something for you
it's free don't worry..
now
i want you to let this deep inside of your heart
it's love
look..
it's okay
it's just love..
i know you don't believe me right now but
take this love and let it into your heart
you will feel better
once it spreads from your heart into your lungs
because then
when you breathe
you will infect everyone
they will hear your words
and they will have a healing
and you will speak love
take this love and let it into your heart
and when it spreads to your mind
your thoughts will settle
they will become gentle and kind
and you will think love
I promise you
hand on my heart that im giving to you
take this love and let it into your heart
let it flow into your veins
let it touch every fiber of your being
and when you are with those who are lost
they will feel the softness of your touch
because love flows through your veins now
and you will feel love
take this love and let it into your heart
it's love
look..
it's okay
I promise
it's just love


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cuJ6c-lOd_8

Alice entered wonderland
and was amazed by what she saw
kaleidoscopes of wonder
behind every single door

The characters she met there
were often mad and fast and lazy
big and small, cats and hats
weird and sometimes crazy

But the one that should be feared the most
was the spaced out caterpillar
upon his magic mushroom
thinking he's a lady killer

Offering his bits of 'shroom
to all the little girls
hoping they would take a bite
then for him do pretty twirls

But really he's deluded
his reality insane
questions in place of answers
so you keep playing his game

He knows nothing of the real world
he's aloof and cynical
by his self appointed grandeur
upon his own high pinnacle

He knew of nothing real
only imagined in his mind
his words mostly unpleasant
ungracious and unkind

Often passive then aggressive
shouting nonsense to the air
As he burst right into flames
But by then she didn't care

So Alice not to be deterred
began to grow much bigger
then stomped the ever loving ****
out of that ****** up caterpillar

He'll never be butterfly
nor a bug of any kind
only a husk of skin upon her shoe
Popped out of his ever loving mind.

I love this song so so much. I just wanted to share x
Jim Croce - Time in a bottle

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty, except for the memory of how
They were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HzseFAVjKrg