yes?
Science proves the sun is needed in our skins, on our hearts. The happiness you feel must be real because Science says so.
maybe.
But I was still caught within pages and pages of 7th chords and lead sheets, and the intimidating feeling of pushed creativity.
Creativity thats rolled into a ball and thrown down the lane on a crash course so all noticing can take place. Can I handle it?
Friend, I want to be a poet too. A good poet. But I don't want to be depressed for ever.
However
I do want to live out all feelings.
I want to live inside a Band of Horses song. All tucked in and curled up.
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