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Where do you go when I look at you? Feels like floatin through space suffocating on life’s little hang-ups— Like a starvin' artist tryin to paint portraits on the metro. Like a hero who’s forgotten courage sticking their head in a lion’s mouth oh When your mind is turnin' your eyes seem to scream your heart is hurtin' for something more. At least that’s what it seems to me as I wonder   Where do you go when I look at you? Feels like floatin’ through space suffocating on life’s little hang-ups— Like when you try explainin' to me that are but we aren’t and we gotta wait and see. Like when we’re sittin’ at the shihsa bar and you look at me despite not knowing what we are… But when your mind is turnin’ I’m intent on learnin’ how to understand until one day you looked at me and said Where do you go when I look at you? Feels like floatin’ through space suffocating on life’s little hang-ups Keep it in the moment bang-a-rang with your fist up in the air let it be let be let it be in the air like Rumi said *love calls everywhere and always* always always! Love calls everywhere and always!
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May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 4:49 AM UTC
Song for Summer
Where do you go when I look at you? Feels like floatin through space suffocating on life’s little hang-ups— Like a starvin' artist tryin to paint portraits on the metro. Like a hero who’s forgotten courage sticking their head in a lion’s mouth oh When your mind is turnin' your eyes seem to scream your heart is hurtin' for something more. At least that’s what it seems to me as I wonder   Where do you go when I look at you? Feels like floatin’ through space suffocating on life’s little hang-ups— Like when you try explainin' to me that are but we aren’t and we gotta wait and see. Like when we’re sittin’ at the shihsa bar and you look at me despite not knowing what we are… But when your mind is turnin’ I’m intent on learnin’ how to understand until one day you looked at me and said Where do you go when I look at you? Feels like floatin’ through space suffocating on life’s little hang-ups Keep it in the moment bang-a-rang with your fist up in the air let it be let be let it be in the air like Rumi said *love calls everywhere and always* always always! Love calls everywhere and always!
Inspired by some recent conversations and pink floyd's more melancholy songs like "Wish You Were Here."
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May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 4:49 AM UTC
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