Revitalization's Weblog

For the curious, questioning, and wandering soul

Archive for November, 2007

Let me be that golden something

Let me be it!

Let me be that one!

Let me be that golden something

That amazing creature, that unique find, that one and only

Let me be that powerful surge, that unexpected force, that rush

Let me be that one!

Let me be it!

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A Stone

“Hot breath, rough skin, warm laughs and smiling, the loveliest words whispered and meant – you like all these things. But, though you like all these things, you love a stone. You love a stone, because it’s smooth and it’s cold. And you’d love most to be told that it’s all your own. You love white veins, you love hard grey, the heaviest weight, the clumsiest shape, the earthiest smell, the hollowest tone – you love a stone.” -Okkervil River

Hide and Seek

“where are we?
what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to fall
crop circles in the carpet
sinking feeling

spin me round again
and rub my eyes,
this can’t be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads – heavy”

-Imogen Heap