I don’t know if I’m in the mood for writing a song right now
But I don’t know if I’ve been in the mood for anything
What could be and what was
Isn’t as fun as what will be
And the songs that were sung
Will just be, someone else’s forgotten
Melodies
As we fly through space
And memories.
Give me a place to stand
And I will move the earth
Give me a line to lay down on
And I will show you my worth
And my body won’t turn to gold
Not without your Midas hands
And your mind will belong to me
Just give me a place to stand
I don’t know why you weren’t the one worth living for
But I don’t think I’ve been in control of my own life to know
What could have been, is lost in what was
And tomorrow is going to be
The place we lay our heads down on
Water and wine
As we swim through time
And come on over to me
Give me a place to stand
And I will move the earth
Give me a line to lay down on
And I will show you my worth
And my body won’t turn to gold
Not without your Midas hands
And your mind will belong to me
Just give me a place to stand
YA lyublyu tebya, no u menya pokhmel’ye, poetomu, pozhaluysta, ostav’ menya v pokoye.
i love you, but i have a hangover so please leave me alone.
(For Russell, Bradley & Aidan from Alyssa & Katy & The Soros Boys)
