Good evening readers,
No, my space hasn't been hacked. It is I! returned from holiday. Just thought you should know.
I don't have a lot to start off the new year; dare I say I'm still ornery and sore? but I'm not--I made a few resolutions & odes to myself and will go through with them, finally found a space where I could be satisfied for more than a little while. I'd rather show you than tell you.
INXS - "Kiss the Dirt"
Playing in the dust
We find the seeds of doubt
Don't water them with your tears
Don't think about all the years
You'd rather be without
Eden lets me in
I find the seeds of love
And climb upon the high wire
I kiss and tell all my fears
Falling down the mountain
End up kissing dirt
Look a little closer
Sometimes it wouldn't hurt
Playing in the dirt
We find the seeds of fun
And we scream like alley cats
Tearing down what we attack
To prove that we are one
Cutting through the night
We find the seeds of lust
And lose our minds on one intent
These passions never seem to end
Falling down the mountain
End up kissing dirt
Look a little closer
Sometimes it wouldn't hurt
Falling down the mountain
End up kissing dirt
Look a little closer
Sometimes it wouldn't hurt
Get up get up get up
Get up to the top
Falling down the mountain
End up kissing dirt
Falling falling
Cutting through the night
And we find the seeds of lust
And lose our minds on one intent
These passions never seem to end
Falling down the mountain
End up kissing dirt
Look a little closer
Sometimes it wouldn't hurt
