despite all the fuzzy white noise in my brain, music always made me have an empty mind. thats why, instead of plain basic alarm sounds, i've always used music as my alarm.
i like to think that your day revolves around the first emotion you feel when you wake up. no one wants to wake up sad, but i don't want to wake up happy. i'd rather start my morning with a bittersweet symphony. if i awoke to a soft ballad, all i'd do is cry that day (even more so than normal). and if i were to wake up to a cheery melody, i'd feel guilty.
thats why i wake up to fine by lemon demon.
today has a way
of scarring your eyes
with negative light,
but its a disguise.
i put on my shades,
and see through the lies.
maybe she loved this song because of the funky chords, or the way the lyrics flowed, but this always seemed to be the song that played in coraline's head while she danced.
the convenient truth is;
light is on the way,
we'll be having a fun time.
its such a lovely day,
we should pocket the sunshine,
and never give it back
even if there's a heat wave,
or a terrorist attack.
it'll just be a close shave,
i know.
maybe she loved the song because she always said i was her sun.
i know
that every bomb
has a silver lining, i know
i know
it won't be long until
maybe she loved this song because of its optimism. as much as she believed she was a pessimist, she truly believed things would be okay. what changed?
everything works out nice in the end.
the sun will marry the moon.
it'll be fine.
why don't we sit back mellow again,
and have a nice afternoon?
it'll be fine.
maybe she loved this song because of the promises we made. if i was her sun, she's my moon. maybe it reminded her of our future. i hope we still have our future.
i go for a walk,
the sidewalk is cracked.
i'm not superstitious,
but i made a pact
with old mother earth.
she'd get off my back
if i get off hers.
maybe she loved this song because of how soft she was with nature. i feel bad. i can't seem to keep any of her plants alive.
light is on the way,
we'll be having a fun time.
its such a lovely day,
we should pocket the sunshine,
and never give it back
even if there's a heatwave,
or a terrorist attack.
it'll just be a close shave
i know
maybe she misses me too.
i know
that in a snap,
all the birds will sing, i know.
i know
i'm full of crap, but still.
maybe she loves this song for that one line. maybe she doesn't care for the deeper meanings, but more so for the one fun bit in it.
everything works out nice in the end.
the sun will marry the moon.
it'll be fine.
why don't we sit back mellow again,
and have a nice afternoon?
it'll be fine.
maybe the reason i'm late to everything is because i refuse to stop the alarm until the song finishes.