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Twylarants said on Sep 16, 2008....
So I'm back, to the velvet
underground
Back to the floor, that I love
To a room with some lace
and paper flowers
Back to the gypsy
that I was
To the gypsy...
that I was
And it all comes down to you
Well, you know that it does
Well, lightning strikes,
maybe once, maybe twice
Ah, and it lights up the night
And you see your gypsy
You see your gypsy
To the gypsy that remains
faces freedom with a little fear
I have no fear, I have only love
And if I was a child
And the child was enough
Enough for me to love
Enough to love
She is dancing away from me now
She was just a wish
She was just a wish
And a memory is all
that is left for you now
You see your gypsy
You see your gypsy
Lightning strikes,
maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you
And it all comes down to you
Lightning strikes,
maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you
I still see your bright eyes,
bright eyes
And it all comes down to you
I still see your bright eyes,
bright eyes
And it all comes down to you
I still see your bright eyes,
bright eyes
(She was just a wish)
(She was just a wish)
And it all comes down to you
Lightning strikes,
maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you -
travelr712 said on Sep 17, 2008....
wow twirley, i never knew the words to this song before. what's going on with you? -
Twylarants said on Sep 17, 2008....
I've lost my gypsy. -
travelr712 said on Sep 17, 2008....
what? -
Twylarants said on Sep 17, 2008....
I'm grieving for my lost youth, my gypsy.
"She is dancing away from me now
She was just a wish
She was just a wish
And a memory is all
that is left for you now
You see your gypsy
You see your gypsy. "
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Twylarants said on Sep 17, 2008....
Where's the dog? -
PAPERBACKWRITER said on Sep 18, 2008....
[sheds a tear for the lost youth, catches the tear with one hand, and squeezes your hand... tear turns to blubbies in our palms]
[sprinkles blubbies dust on your crown]
whispers: the blubbies dust is for you to feel again the youthful aura that you, oh so vividly radiate, dearest Twy...
<3
papery ~
p.s.
i think, the upside of losing one´s youth in the mind, is eternally being young at heart and spirit :XXX
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travelr712 said on Sep 18, 2008....
dog gone :-)what's a blubbie? -
Twylarants said on Sep 18, 2008....
Paper ~
I always smile when I see you've visited my blog! : )
It's difficult for me to accept the fact that the best part of my life is behind me because I feel I let it slip away without fully experiencing it...like a bride who, looking at the pictures of her wedding reception says, "I don't remember that..."
I missed a large chunk of life suffering from anxiety, afraid to live, afraid to leave my house...just afraid.
I'm not afraid of anything anymore, but my situation has changed.
This part of my life isn't living up to my expectations...it's not how I envisioned it
"To get all there is out of living, we must employ our time wisely, never being in too much of a hurry to stop and sip life, but never losing our sense of the enormous value of a minute."
If I could give every young person one piece of advice, that would be it.
It's actually from a book I read about business, but I think it works in this context.
The problem with wise, old sayings, however, is that we seem to heed them only after we become old and wise. -
PAPERBACKWRITER said on Sep 19, 2008....
Dearest Cath,
I wrapped you in a tight and warm embrace.
I read your words yesterday, and savoured the emotion I felt after reading them. I don´t have any single word to describe it, I could only perhaps describe the feeling I had during and after reading your words.
I felt walking in the glades (like Little Red Riding Hood, you are not the grandma :X nor the wolf! :P .... i just like the image of the red riding hood) and you are opening the door to me in a wooden cabin log in the middle of the forest, sun shines and all around me seems fresh, alive and beaming - birds, trees, flowers, grass... I could see you welcoming me with open doors, and open arms in the warmth of the cabin.
Do I romanticise every emotion?
I want to write so many things. But I think, what I want to convey in the end is, I feel connected with you, I really do.
I have been thinking so hard, about connections and friendship for the last days. About why we meet people, why spirits/souls come together....... I think, I saw the film "It´s Wonderful Life!" when I was 7-10 years old... and it had such a tremendous impact in my life....
The words you have written, are words I need to read over and over again.
I am 36 and I have been feeling the same . . .
It's difficult for me to accept the fact that the best part of my life is behind me because I feel I let it slip away without fully experiencing it...like a bride who, looking at the pictures of her wedding reception says, "I don't remember that..." ...
Depression, anxiety ... like wicked witches that puts one to eternal slumber with a curse until one is kissed by a prince.... (or in reality... acceptance, love, friendship, psychiatrist, medication, new surge of life, epiphany, religion... the list is long....)
In the 36 years of my life... I felt most of it was spent imprisoned in my mind, imprisoned behind doors.........
It does not matter where I go, where I am, who I am with....
Philippines, United Arab Emirates, Europe..........
with my family, with my still husband, and now with Piet (not yet under one roof....)
... I want to take charge....change whatever needs changing to improve my life, and I hope it is not too late, and that I won´t give up....
It is a very hard struggle. Because life is not a fairytale that begins with, once upon a time, and ends with, and they live happily ever after....................
Most of the time it is a long epic poem..........................
What am I rambling about?????????? LOL
Thank you for the words, that made me feel "seen"...
Thank you for the words of reminder that I do not /have not struggled alone with the curse of the wicked witch ...
Thank you for sharing a part of you....
In my heart, my fondest wish for you ... are blubbies....
You know, I could say so many words ( I wish you :peaceful acceptance and the will to move on because your wisdom shines through and help others..; happiness for who you have become through life´s trials because your beauty shines through and you´ll attract your innermost wish; peace of the heart and the mind, for now your new journey begins... ).... but it would lose the magic...and sometimes life should be induced with our own magic... magic of love... the power this love creates to fulfill our inner-most wish....for change, for courage, hope, and patience....
Yours,
Joanna.....singing with you in mind................................ :)Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight
Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight
Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer
That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there
And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky
Somewhere out there if love can see us through
Then we'll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true
And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky
Somewhere out there if love can see us through
Then we'll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true