tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies
a conversation betwixt and between
me and the great Fleetwood Mac
Now I know I can’t lose
As long as you follow
Yes, I can live today
If you give me tomorrow
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I’ve never feared happiness before, but suddenly I am. Too much doubt is shadowing over my heart, the shadows darkened into a charcoal gray by clouds of confusion. The sun dips behind the smears of clouds, day to day to day, only to rise from behind them again and send rays of love over my world. I don’t want to get hurt, I don’t want to cry, I don’t want my heart to break. “All good things must come to an end” are ancient words suddenly revived and haunting the best thing I’ve ever had, prodding my heart with torn bandages and deep hollow eyes. Fear of happiness and fear of pain walk hand in hand beneath the torn sky.
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When the rain washes you clean, you’ll know
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“I look at the clouds, which are not even clouds today- wisps of white, little streaks, strokes, that move, but not in any interesting way; even the clouds have their doubts.”
-What’s Eating Gilbert Grape? - Peter Hedges
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Players only love you when they’re playin’
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What about the ones who love you when you don’t even know it? Or the ones that you love and you don’t even know it? Or the ones that love you and you don’t even know it? I wonder if everything really does happen for a reason.
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Can you hear me callin’ out your name
You know that I’ve fallen and I don’t know what to say
C’mon baby, we better make a start
You better make it soon before you break my heart
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I never knew what to call it. What is it called when someone makes you happy in every thing they do? Thing are different now. The sun never sets and never rises, just rests in the sky in peace. A faint glow of lemon happiness swims back and forth through my eyes, and although at one time, my heart may have been laced with gold that cried from your eyes, the gold has melted to leave only streaks of memories. What is it called when you miss someone who is right in front of you? I never know what to call it.
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Would you stay if she promised you heaven?
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I wonder if you ever think about her. I’ve been wondering. I wrote it in my notebook twenty-six days ago, and the day after that, and the day after that. I wonder what you think of her, how you feel about her, how you feel when your arms are around her.
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When the lovin’ starts and the lights go down
There’s not another livin’ soul around
Woo me until the sun comes up
And say that you love me, say that you love me, say that you love me