
Tuesday, 13 March 2012
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Al-troo-is-tik
The broken lamp that never plays.
The broken record that never ignites.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Nevermind, nevermind redemption is not an option.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
How does this world even turn when it's anchored to your black heart!
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Everything is nothing
Plug it in - give it more juice.
You keep going, you keep burning, you keep spinning but how?
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Is it heavy? Is it hard to carry, to carry on?
No.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
The broken record that never ignites.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Nevermind, nevermind redemption is not an option.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
How does this world even turn when it's anchored to your black heart!
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
You keep going, you keep burning, you keep spinning but how?
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Is it heavy? Is it hard to carry, to carry on?
No.
Plug it in - give it more juice.
Saturday, 10 March 2012
La-la-la
When I bury my head in the sand I breathe more freely,when I bury my head in the sand...
And when I put my head in the clouds my feet have never felt so solid on the ground, when I put my head in the clouds...
When I turn a blind eye my vision is 20/20 and I can see for miles, when I turn a blind eye...
And when I dig a hole for myself I stand so tall - taller than I ever have, when I dig a hole for myself...
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
Sunday, 4 March 2012
03-03-2012
There is only ever one.
And they will always stay in the part of your heart that beats a little faster when you see them, and beats a little slower when you hold them.
There is only ever one.
And they will always stay in that part of your heart that bleeds a little more when they are sad and breaks a little harder when they leave.
There is only ever one.
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
And they will always stay in the part of your heart that beats a little faster when you see them, and beats a little slower when you hold them.
There is only ever one.
And they will always stay in that part of your heart that bleeds a little more when they are sad and breaks a little harder when they leave.
There is only ever one.
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
12-02-2012
Among the push and the shove lies a quiet place.
Among the shout and the cries, a silent space.
Banish the bustle - demolish the hustle.
Nestle down among the soft.
Be still....
Just wait.
Now close your eyes - not your mind.
Stella Bighair Copyright © 2012
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