via YourSong Mwa mwa. (the sound made by kissing your hand twice.) From Tarkan that turkish pop singer that we listened to ALL week long. Love you dawn. -Ruth "now that she's back in the atmosphere with drops of jupiter in her hair she acts like summer & walks like rain reminds me that there's time to change since the return of her stay on the moon she listens like spring & she talks like june tell me did you sail across the sun did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded & that heaven is overrated tell me did you fall from a shooting star one without a permanent scar & did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there..." train, "drops of jupiter," as sung by kat (and Eire, although Kat beat me to it) "woke up, it was a chelsea morning and the first thing that I heard was a song outside my window and the traffic wrote the words it came ringing down like Christmas bells and rapping up like pipes and drums oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day and we'll wear it 'til the night comes woke up, it was a chelsea morning and the first thing that I saw was the sun through yellow curtains and a rainbow on the wall the reb bleeded gold to welcome you crimson crystal beats (I think) to beckon oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day there's a sunshow every second now the curtain opens on a portrait of today and the streets are paved with passersby and pigeons fly and papers lie, waiting to blow away woke up, it was a chelsea morning and the first thing that I knew there was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges too and the sun poured in like butterscotch and stuck to all my senses oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day and we'll talk in present tenses now the curtain closes and the rainbow runs away I will bring you incense (owls, I think) by night by candle light by jewel light if only you will stay pretty baby, won't you wake up, it's a chelsea morning....
"don't you write it down remember this in your head don't take a picture remember this in your heart don't leave a message talk to me face to face"
"So i ask you for some relief and it's one true root you bring to me 3AM it's good company hey kind friend help me forget where i been help me remember who i am hey kind friend i don't know when i'll see you again it's ok friend i'll meet you in new orleans or i'll see you round cause i don't know if it's worth coming down now i'm calling you from a goldrush town i'm ok friend i'm ok"
Someone's gotta hear this... Beautiful girl, You must've been a beautiful baby too Beautiful woman, You must've had your moments inside the sun Beautiful girl Beautiful stranger Why do you have to walk with your head hung low Beautiful girl Your eyes are mockingbirds inside a guilded cage Your life's a silent movie that I haven't heard for ages Tell me everything, someone's gotta hear this beautiful thing Beautiful mother, frozen in ice I've waiting for you to grow for my whole life Beautiful girl Your eyes are mockingbirds inside a guilded cage Your life's a silent movie that I haven't heard for ages Tell me everything, someone's gotta hear this Beautiful thing (so beautiful) (sung by poe, posted by jenny) Never has my body felt this electric charge Never have I felt such joy in my arms It's all the spirit knows to be taken by belief It's all my body knows to be aching with relief I want to thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you I want to thank you, thank you, thank you, oooh-aah When I breathe in, the world comes to me When I breathe out, trees bow It's all the same, you know, the spaces in between The universe and my mouth I want to thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you I want to thank you, thank you, thank you, ooh-ahh I'm swimming under the surface of a stream like a salmon with my eyes wide up I'm being swung in circles on a swing by my feet till my eyes light up Can't you feel the particles of change howling around your ears They wash away the surface of your pain like a multitude of tears I want to thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you I want to thank you, thank you, thank you, ooh-ahh Never has my mind been blown by a crazy fool like you Driven forth to call my own in a world that's too new It's all the same, you know, the surface and the stream It's all the same, you know, in this rearranging dream It's all the same, you know, the demon and the dove It's all the same in the eyes of love I want to thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, I want to thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you...
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Joni Mitchell, Chelsea Morning, sung by Robyn
