this one song has been on repeat in my mind and on my ipod.
it's one of those i think you either choose to immerse within or decidedly reject...
but for however 'likeablitiy' is rated; this song was february to me.
from the plodding beginning, to the frenzied pith, onto the lyrics...
What the waters wants is hurricanes
And sailboats to ride on its back
What the water wants is sun kiss
And land to run into and back
I have a fish stone burning my elbow
Reminding me to know that I'm glad
That I have a bottle filled with my own teeth
They fell out like a tear in the bag
And I have a sister somewhere in Detroit
She has black hair and small hands
And I have a kettle drum
I'll hit the earth with you
And I will crochet you a hat
And I have a red kite
I'll put you right in it
I'll show you the sky
the inevitability of God's tangible joys wearing through our grating fears.
forward March
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Havilah, here. I've been tracking you ( in the nicest sense) since I found your xanga over a year ago...
had the nerve to add you on fb.
I die over your photo's. I thrive on your writing. I'm your biggest fan ^_-
Blessings, Havie
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