Tuesday, February 12, 2008
love you in the morning


Heavy night, it was a heavy night
Feels like we've come back from the dead
Heavy night, it was a heavy night
I cannot remember what I said to anyone

If we get up now we can catch the afternoon
Watch the under 15s playing football in the park
Let's sit in St. Leonards on this alcoholic day
we're doing the best, with what we've got

I love you in the morning ,
When you're still hung-over
I love you in the morning,
When you're still strung out,
I love you in the morning,

I work hard all week and so do you
We deserve to let off some steam
Less orthodox creeping,

We need to rage through this life
There might be ones who are smarter than you
That have the right answers that wear better shoes
Forget about those melting ice caps
We're doing the best, with what we've got

When I'm with you, I am calm
A pearl in your oyster
Head on my chest a silent smile,
A private kind of happiness
You see giant proclamations
Are all very well
But our love is louder than words

In light of the upcoming valentines day hooplah, there are actually dozens of parties around the city for those without dates or deliberate plans. In the past I have felt both a disgust and an excitement for this day - depending if I'm in a relationship or not...AND yet now I don't feel like anything but positive about it. I have no one to celebrate with but I still have this light mood about the whole thing. I'm actually excited for everyone, albeit other than me, who will be receiving flowers.

For all those who have love to share and a hand to hold - here's a day for you to enjoy. And this song pretty much encapsulates that feeling we all want to have. Happy V-day!

(time to figure out the bass for this song!hehe. new fave!)
posted by maldita @ 8:44 PM  
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