I wanna be where the people are

I wanna see

Wanna see 'em dancing

Walking around on those

[What do you call 'em? oh, feet!]

Flipping your fins you don't get to far

Legs are required for jumping, dancing

strolling along down the

[What's that word again?] street

Up where they walk

Up where they run

Up where they stay all day in the sun

Wandering free

Wish I could be

Part of that world

What would I give

If I could live

Out of these waters?

What would I pay

To spend a day

Warm on the sand?

Bet'cha on land

They understand

Bet they don't reprimand their daughters

Bright young women

Sick of swimming

Ready to stand

And ready to know what the people know

Ask 'em my questions and get some answers

What's a fire and why does it

[What's the word?] burn

When's it my turn?

Wouldn't I love

Love to explore the shore up above?

Out of the sea

Wish I could be

Part of that world

What would I give to live where you are

What would I pay to stay here beside you

What would I do to see you, smiling at me

Where would we walk

Where would we run

If we could stay all day in the sun

Just you and me

And I could be..

Part of your world

I don't know when

I don't know how

But I know something's starting right now

Watch and you'll see

Someday I'll be

Part of your world

*fast ashleepeh*

yeeeooowwwww smarting fingertips!

 

you stub them on something?

Obsessive guitar playing...

 

ah...

 

Some of my music playing friends have told me that they've had to stop practising on account of their fingers bleeding (they were both paying piano I think)

ahaha I can definitely relate >.> been there done that. Although on the steel string guitar. But O.O ON A PIANO!!???? They must've been going HARD OUT....woah

Why must life be complicated? I really don't understand it

 

nothing is ever easy

Zedducus Z'ul Zorander quote ftw! I love muttering that at impossible times...

Hello loves, how is everyone?

rawr

Trying to live and love

With a heart that can't be broken

Is like trying to see the light

With eyes that can't be opened

Yeah, we both carry baggage

We picked up on our way

So if you love me, do it gently

And I will do the same

We may shine

We may shatter

We may be picking up the pieces here on after