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hello:)
i haven't updated in a while, nor have i even been on blurty in forever, but i wrote this last night and i'm working on a tune for it. if you're wondering, yes it did in fact snow yesterday, and it's snowing today as well. blah. and as for the may 11th thing, for the last 5or6 years it's been a bad day for me. and now thanks to adam, i had a good one. hope you enjoy it:)
may11
I stood out in the snow on the eleventh of May
It was a very strange year.
The flakes, well, if you can call them that, hit my face with an embrace I did not think I would see again until October.
I wrapped my arms around my body, wishing you were here to see this
knowing that you would see, but not here at the same time as me.
I'm glad I went to that house that night.
Remember when we walked and it felt like we'd walked all night
We greeted the sun while everyone else slept
It makes me wonder if we're half crazy
or half sane, however you would like to look at this.
You said your life was going to change, and well now so has mine.
It's crazy like a snowfall in may, nearly summer but winter still seems to be hanging on
It's crazy like this that makes me smile at my own insanity
Makes me think I'm happy to be here.
There is a bit of distance that separates us, and you know, I don't think I'd trade that for anything.
Except maybe an apartment close to you, but distance makes the heart grow fonder
Yes it does, it's true.
My feet are covered with a light blanket of this confused snow
I wrap my arms around my body, wishing you were here to see this.
It's crazy like a snowfall in may, nearly summer but winter seems to still be hanging on.
Baby you can call me "This Winter" because I know I'd still hold on.
Because I think I really like you.
And it's crazy like this that makes me smile at my small insanities
Makes me think I'm happy to be here.
Another love song that starts with a single chord
My waning voice bringing you the story or something like it
Only you and I have the pen to write this story
The needle to weave this portrait, this story or something like it.
It's the eleventh of May, first one in near six years that has been good.
My bad luck day has turned around, but for some reason I'm standing in the snow.
My life is changing and now everything is happier, and my little insanities are overlooked by the ones who know just what I might be.
Craziest day of the year, snowing on the edge of the summer
Meet me on the edge of the morning and I'll walk with you a while
It's crazy like this that makes me happy to be around.
Yeah, you really make me happy to be around.
And well, I don't know if I'm going anywhere.
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