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I Climbed a mountain,  I Stood by the clif, My cloth fell off of me without hesitation, The world was under my feet and for a moment there,  I was it's goddess I Waited for the breeze to reach me, And raised my hands over my head Stretching them as if giving the universe a hug Breathing everything in I Felt my soul excite I Closed my eyes and sensed with all my other organs 'Don't fear the wind,' something in me said. 'Let it push you to the edge,  to the very edge' My favorite music was playing in my head and I screamed it out my lips.  "I got my red dress on tonight Dancing in the dark, in the pale moonlight Done my hair up real big, beauty queen style High heels off, I'm feelin' alive" And I felt alive My heart exploded my head contemplated the possibility of Lana doing the same thing as she wrote this song, And I loved her for it. It really was a beautiful summer time sadness.
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 1:22 AM UTC
Summertime sadness
When I was younger, I saw life As white houses in neat rows I loved the chrome, the steel, the metal dreams The feel of sand and dirt and seams There was only the meadow, the machine, and me Now everydays an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines I’m trying my best to be just like them- A sad sirens song with red lipstick on A ******* kicker, with a heroine heart They say I’m dangerous because I don’t know what I want They say I f@cked my way to the top. Well we all mourn atop skyscrapers As they clamor for judgment day But I’m not afraid of dying When the words of prophets are written on the subway walls And the good crawl down to tenement halls They sing for fame, liquor, love, scream give it to me Because I thought I was sitting pretty on the throne of metal steel and chrome Fools, I say, you do not know That all I want now is to be left alone So I sit up at night talking to the moon Becoming so lost its like I never existed in the first place Listening to the fabulous clockwork of heart and lungs Listening to all heart’s dints and machinations Made of metal and tears and chrome I was lovely once, marred forever by a pair of (heart shaped glasses) The foulmouthed flower of bohemia Moonshine, take me to the stars tonight While I’m not afraid to live fast and die young Among the whispering , the champagne and stars Angry yet, half in love With death in the cooling twilight Singing an arsonists lullabye with the workers in songs For I stumbled into trouble, got my makeup on A red lipstick sirens sad song Of metal, steel, and chrome Its real hard to be free when you are bought and sold And only money makes you smile They tell me I did it but we blew it They say I’m too young to worry ‘bout burning out So come on, let me bite the bullet now I’m stuck in the landscape, the loveclub I'll save you a seat next to me down below This heights messing with my head The ground calling to me Like something out a dream I’m scared to jump but terrified to stay And this way I’ll never, feel no pain. my boy builds coffins, don't ya know of metal, steel, tears, and chrome
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
Metal, Steel and Chrome
When I was younger, I saw life As white houses in neat rows I loved the chrome, the steel, the metal dreams The feel of sand and dirt and seams There was only the meadow, the machine, and me Now everydays an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines I’m trying my best to be just like them- A sad sirens song with red lipstick on A ******* kicker, with a heroine heart They say I’m dangerous because I don’t know what I want They say I f@cked my way to the top. Well we all mourn atop skyscrapers As they clamor for judgment day But I’m not afraid of dying When the words of prophets are written on the subway walls And the good crawl down to tenement halls They sing for fame, liquor, love, scream give it to me Because I thought I was sitting pretty on the throne of metal steel and chrome Fools, I say, you do not know That all I want now is to be left alone So I sit up at night talking to the moon Becoming so lost its like I never existed in the first place Listening to the fabulous clockwork of heart and lungs Listening to all heart’s dints and machinations Made of metal and tears and chrome I was lovely once, marred forever by a pair of (heart shaped glasses) The foulmouthed flower of bohemia Moonshine, take me to the stars tonight While I’m not afraid to live fast and die young Among the whispering , the champagne and stars Angry yet, half in love With death in the cooling twilight Singing an arsonists lullabye with the workers in songs For I stumbled into trouble, got my makeup on A red lipstick sirens sad song Of metal, steel, and chrome Its real hard to be free when you are bought and sold And only money makes you smile They tell me I did it but we blew it They say I’m too young to worry ‘bout burning out So come on, let me bite the bullet now I’m stuck in the landscape, the loveclub I'll save you a seat next to me down below This heights messing with my head The ground calling to me Like something out a dream I’m scared to jump but terrified to stay And this way I’ll never, feel no pain. my boy builds coffins, don't ya know of metal, steel, tears, and chrome
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