Nostalgia's Knife II
I was listening to Jamiroquai today and when "Blow your mind" played I remembered the times we had. I missed you. I really did love you. The way you danced and moved your head with the music really blew my mind. I have never seen anything more beautiful. :(
posted by 100hands at Tuesday, February 22, 2005
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There is all sorts of music that I can't listen to anymore. Fly by Nick Drake is Sunday mornings in my bedroom, with the sun that slowly crept up on us, our crumpled state and our crumbs and tousled hair(why would we wake up so early on Sundays?), Embryonic Journey by Jefferson Airplane is all our little moments during normal humdrum activities like lunch, the news where we just knew and just .. were. It goes on and on. Music has become too personal.
If I'm sitting alone somewhere, quietly working.
And I hear something.
Which is almost like you walked right in (barged into my mind). Then you unnerve me.
You have left too many invisible traces in too many places.
Memories are pretty things. :)
Scalabledeficit, afterall, no?
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