when it rains
The soft grey sky
Drifts to the ground
Brown rivulets
Trickle away
Trickle away
Washing sadness down
Weather vanes
Weep and turn
Weep and turn
Forgetting in the damp and grey
That by and by
The sun will shine
Sun will shine
By and by
The sun will shine.
Jeni Carino
Breakaway
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I just stared out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray (I would pray)
Trying not to reach out
But when I'd try to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray (I would pray)
I could breakaway
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)
And breakaway
dailies
Sunday, November 05, 2006
-11:34 PM
evrything about today seemed to have comforted me a bit.. yahoo health news says not to wallow in the past.. i thank my mom and my brother for knowing when to be harsh and when to be gentle.. my dad surprised me with his not asking more questions and waving off the subject.. i loved my mom for asking me to go shopping with her.. i would've gone with her if i didn't have sore feet and and if only i had some money.. home alone can't be bad.. specially on late afternoons when it's too hot upstairs and i have to retreat to our living room where soft sunlight is filtering through the thin curtains.. total silence.. my good book.. a really thick one.. and a whole pack of keebler soft batch cookies painted for me the perfect picture.. i love these kinds of moments.. now if i may be excused.. i'm off to budapest.. then istanbul.. and back to rural france.. maybe later on to transylvania.. lake snagov.. or maybe i'll get too tired of reading and leave those chapters for tomorrow.. i do hope that i've become myself again.. mabe i'll brew some coffee.. nothing does the trick better than the smell of brewed coffee and of course, cookies...
