The fish swam out of the ocean
And grew legs and they started walking
And the apes climbed down from the trees
And grew tall and they started talking
And the stars fell out of the sky
And my tears rolled into the ocean
Now I'm looking for a reason why
You even set my world into motion
'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don't even matter
Now I'm filled to the top with fear
Because it's all just a bunch of matter
'cause if you're not really here
Then I don't want to be either
I wanna be next to you
Black and Gold
Black and Gold
Black and Gold
I look up into the grey sky
And see a thousand eyes staring back
And all around these golden beacons
I see nothing but black
I feel a way of something beyond them
I don't see what i can feel
If vision is the only validation
Then most of my life isn't real
'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don't even matter
Now I'm filled to the top with fear
Because it's all just a bunch of matter
'cause if you're not really here
Then I don't want to be either
I wanna be next to you
Black and Gold
Black and Gold
Black and Gold
Sam Sparro
And grew legs and they started walking
And the apes climbed down from the trees
And grew tall and they started talking
And the stars fell out of the sky
And my tears rolled into the ocean
Now I'm looking for a reason why
You even set my world into motion
'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don't even matter
Now I'm filled to the top with fear
Because it's all just a bunch of matter
'cause if you're not really here
Then I don't want to be either
I wanna be next to you
Black and Gold
Black and Gold
Black and Gold
I look up into the grey sky
And see a thousand eyes staring back
And all around these golden beacons
I see nothing but black
I feel a way of something beyond them
I don't see what i can feel
If vision is the only validation
Then most of my life isn't real
'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don't even matter
Now I'm filled to the top with fear
Because it's all just a bunch of matter
'cause if you're not really here
Then I don't want to be either
I wanna be next to you
Black and Gold
Black and Gold
Black and Gold
Sam Sparro
15 comments:
beautiful
(don't suppose he's any relation to Capn Jack, is he? the one from the pirate show not the doctor show)
(I hate it when people ruin what I think of as my lovely trains of thought with their own, but now I can see how easily it happens - please accept my apologies) ("apologies" has to rhyme with "bogies" for some reason)
HUH! well, did you just reset it? it looks differently aligned than it did a moment or two ago. . .
(now I'm humming "Golden Brown" for some reason, altho I was thinking of All Gold chocolates and how I don't like them as much as Black Magic, in fact I don't like them at all)
'kay. . .
I'll go and do something more constructive now
have a good afternoon
I can't get the hang of the Blogger editor. WYS is not WYG!
like every other aspect of life then. . .
did you know you are a genius. . .
http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/reading_level.aspx
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. . .
that image wasn't quite right, was it. . .
HEY! where's everyone else. . .
;-)
*sigh*
it was too much to expect, really - but you did get my hopes up
perhaps you're working for your living, or writing, or swimming, or not stuck inside?
whatever, I hope you've had a good day. . .
(she writes at not even quarter past four!)
*tap tap tap*
oh, I know what I meant to say! the other day in the corner store I saw a big bottle of "fizzy" vimto. . .
:-D
Is it time for lunch yet?
Nope---closer to breakfast time methinks.
On a Saturday.
Hmmmmmmm.......maybe pancakes in the shape of Easter eggs!
Yup.
<----doesn't burn pancakes for some reason
:-)
Happiest Easter wishes!
'kay, so you put the image back. . .
%-)
*steps slowly backwards and exits stage left*
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