Everything in it's right place:

I am surrounded by family, friends and love, and that is all I need. I needed a break from the tedious routines of high school, and the ignorant, obnoxious people within it. Seeing all the people I've missed, and finding something that I've been wanting for so long has reminded me that people are beautiful, and loving. Despite the ones I've come to know in the last six months, and despite the fact that they all dislike me, I know that I am going so much farther than they ever will. And, I am so glad that I am not one of them. Although in seven days things will be back to normal, and people who have travelled here will have gone, I've become refreshed by a season of such joy.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

The Universe is a powerful force, yes, she brought you to me, when I needed you most. Her boundries are growing, watch them grow and keep on growing. But then their gone, with all our precious days, yes. Time won't stop for for no one now, time won't stop for no one now, time won't stop for no one now, no, time won't stop.

Gentlemen Say:

When gentlemen say, "Treat her like a lady".
They mean break her heart.

Pay off

The day I met you was the luckiest day of my life, and I'll bet
you feel the same, least I hope you do. So don't forget me if the
future should take you away, 'cause you'll always be part of me.

I see blue skies, I see butterflies for us:

Listen to the sound and lose it, it's sweet music and dance with me. There is beauty in the world, so much beauty in the world, always beauty in the world, so much beauty in the world. Shake your booty boys and girls for the beauty in the world, pick your diamond, pick your pearl, there is beauty in the world.

Bittersweet I could taste in my mouth:

Everything I know is wrong
Everything I do, it just comes undone
And everything is torn apart
Oh and it's the hardest part,
That's the hardest part

Invictus:

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Time and fevers burn away:

Ask me then, what I have gained from anyone?

It is a fact that I am slowly losing the things that hold importance to me. I feel distant from almost every person that I know, others are noticing it as well. 'There's something off about you today'.

Maybe it's the fact that I have begun to realize how much I crave independence, how much I long to be the age that I feel. Perhaps it's the attachment that I feel to those around me. The people that I am near positive I will lose all connections to within the next year. Come the end of March, the one and only thing that has kept me stable these past few years will come to a close. There will be enormous change that comes with that, positive or negative? I don't know.

And come September, who knows where I will be?

The pressure and tensed of tiredness already lingers in every muscle, but I'm still strong to go through another few more weeks. No pain no gain, huh? But this is more about experience than pain. Nothing in this world is easy when to you wish to gain something.

Where's the sun been?

So young, so fast, won't last:

I enjoy the independence that comes along with being away from home.

If I'm what you're looking for, you're already there:

This little town sees an awful lot of winter, the snow's a damp disease it will not let me leave.

She's sailing summer seas and Lord knows that I miss her, I miss her coastlines begging for a breeze, so I'll take a holiday though my life is a vacation.

I'm headed state side, hoping for some heat. The California sun is surely my salvation.

The outside found me and it's eating me alive:

I like the peace in the backseat:

I am afraid of the changes that are surely about to come. I am afraid of the people that I will lose along the way.

I wish for some sort of way to slow things down, yet skip ahead.

Hard to hate:

We're going nowhere, that's life.

Now I'm broken in parts, still mending my love:

You'll always be my best friend, it's hard to see you changing though. You're growing up and I did a long time ago. I know that you had to see me make all the same mistakes that you are, but I don't want you to end up getting hurt like I did. I love you, so much. I always will, and I hope you know I could never be dissapointed in you. Please, just be careful.

I live in the clouds. Reality is not for me. People say I should come down. That the clouds are not a place for someone my age to be. I smile at them. Maybe one day, I say maybe one day I will come down. But I never will. Reality is not for me. I shall stay up here. The view is quite breathtaking.

Grandad swoons some off key Willie and Johnny out of tune:

I learned quick what a mess a song can fix when life was shit, we hummed along to it and our problems went na, na, na, na, na, na, gone. That's how we got along, oh we got along. Oh I, got my soul from the ghosts that we're buried on, I get my love from the cemetery, I got my soul from the ghosts we're buried on.

Beat my wings until I die:

The only things I ever want are unattainable.

Lovin' is easy, lovin' is easy and losing it's rough:

I know that love isn't all that we need, but yes she is a fine thing. I'm not as handsome a lover as others, but somehow she finds me. My heart is pulsing and bloody, and beats for nobody specifically. Your love is muddy and jaded, been played in fifty ways, deliver me... tell me your pretty lies. I can tell you mine, I can tell you mine, I can tell you lies. Tell me your pretty lies. Tell me what I want, what I really want, what I want to hear.

It could be white like the snow is, or dark like i know is a lover's heart. What's been made a fool of, but ain't it the fool that gets all of the lover's parts? It's gettting hard to remember the lies from December, you promised then. We needed lovin' so badly, we pretended that we had it when... you told me those pretty lies. I can tell you mine, I can tell you mine, I can tell you lies. Tell me your pretty lies. Tell me what I want, what I really want.

Wide awake, a long time coming. We lie and wait, a long time coming. We're wide awake, a long time coming. We lie and wait, a long time coming. We're wide awake, a long time coming, we lie and wait a long time coming. It's been a long time coming...

Whoever believes that lovin' is free hasn't ever slept with me. The birds and bees are our disease, contracted collectively. And we're reborn in the morning with no or little warning, lover please, don't fall in love with me. But if you think you might, it's alright, I wouldn't mind. I heard this story from a couple friends of mine, that you believe yourself, the very lies you tell. But don't I love it when you're spinning them, I start in grinning when I see you look up to the left, tell me you want me like the oxygen in every breath. Say that I'm needed like the landlord on the 30th, I don't believe you, but its still nice. Your eyes tell mine... such pretty lies. Tell me your pretty lies. I can tell you mine, I can tell you mine, I can tell you lines. Flash me those pretty eyes. Tell me what I want, what I really want, what I want to hear. Your lies, lies, lies, lies, lies.