Strawberry Swing

They were sitting

They were sitting on the Strawberry Swing

Every moment was so precious

They were sitting

They were talking under Strawberry Swing

Everybody was for fighting

Wouldn't wanna waste a thing

Cold, cold water bring me 'round

Now my feet won't touch the ground

Cold, cold water what ya say?

When it's such…It's such a perfect day

It's such a perfect day

I remember

We were walking up to Strawberry Swing

I can't wait until the morning

Wouldn't wanna change a thing

People moving all the time

Inside a perfectly straight line

Don't you wanna just curve away?

When it's such…It's such a perfect day

It's such a perfect day

Ahhh...Now the sky could be blue

I don't mind

Without you it's a waste of time

Could be blue

I don’t mind

Without you it’s a waste of time

Could be blue,

Could be gray

Without you I’m just miles away

Could be blue

I don’t mind

Without you it’s a waste of time

That is probably my favorite song. Today at least. Its called Strawberry Swing by Coldplay. Sometimes I wish my life was a song such as this where everyday is "such a perfect day" and every moment "is so precious". If only everyday were a sweet and melodic as this song. That is really my goal: to enjoy everyday in it's problems, joys, and little moments.

I Carry Your Heart With Me

"Life is like an onion; you peel off one layer at a time and sometimes you weep."

Carl Sandburg

Today was an off day. It seemed as though everything was destined to be against me. I can only hope tomorrow will be much better.

On another note, regional choir was this past weekend. What a fun time! The music was all lovely but I Carry Your Heart With Me, which included the poem by American poet e. e. cummings was cheesy but definitely my favorite. Here are the lyrics.

i carry your heart with me i carry it in my heart i am never without it anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling i fear no fate for you are my fate,my sweet i want no world for beautiful you are my world,my true and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart i carry it in my heart