one slipped out
unobtrusively
now
instead of walking safely
on a globe
you're slipping
on that one marble...
so ...out of place*
S T, 7 July 2013
keep counting them marbles ...yeah, keep counting!
love looking at the patterns in marbles :)
oft, external things have a way of letting themselves in...uninvited
nothing like retreating into one's inner space....bubble of peace...where we sometimes just get to say: leave me the hell alone!
sub-entry: Fixing a Hole - Lennon / McCartney
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go
I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door
And kept my mind from wandering
Where it will go
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong I'm right
Where I belong I'm right
Where I belong.
See the people standing there who disagree and never win
And wonder why they don't get in my door
I'm painting my room in a colourful way
And when my mind is wandering
There ....I will go
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong I'm right
Where I belong I'm right
Where I belong.
Silly people run around they worry me
And never ask me why they don't get past my door
I'm taking the time for a number of things
That weren't important yesterday
And I still go
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go.
Written by John Winston Lennon, Paul James Mccartney
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