Saturday, January 17, 2009

Day 11: January 11, 2009

Question 77:
What did you get into the most trouble for when you were young?

Responses:
  • Being too perceptive about things which sometimes caused me to say things (make my observations known and/or express my opinion) at the wrong time with the wrong crowd.
  • I pulled the fire alarm at church when I was 7 and I blamed it on my friend.
  • Lying

Song:
Drops in the River, by Fleet Foxes

Lyrics:
Crown of leaves, high in the window on a gold morning
Young today, old as a railroad tomorrow
Days are just drops in the river to be lost always
Only you

Years ago, birds of a feather would arrive nightly
Gone you know, held to another like clutched ivy
On the shore, speak to the ocean and receive silence
Only you

Here as the caves of my memory fade,
I'll hold to the first one
I wouldn't turn to another you say,
on the long night we've made
Let it go

Speak to me slow my dear,
no ghost of course in here,
pleased to be lonesome quiet and clear,
all is alone in here.

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