Oh I do believe if you are what you percieve, and what comes is better than what came before.
So for those of you who don't know or live under rocks or what-the-fuck-ever, I'm really amazingly picky about soundtracks to things. Like, really, really, really picky. Not only does it have to sound right, the lyrics have to be right. And not just one verse, all the lyrics. Or almost all of them. Because yeah, I'm really that big of a snob over soundtracks and yes, I do judge people negatively when they do not live up to my soundtrack standards. I have no idea why I'm so hardcore about soundtracks as opposed to say, morals, but I am. I think I judge people more negatively for making bad soundtracks than I do for them running over kittens, which is a pretty sad statement on my value system. It makes me mildly ashamed of myself.
Anyways, so back when I watched Juno and I, of course, loved it, I was really disappointed to not love the soundtrack. I mean, I loved about a quarter of the songs, but it wasn't right in a way I couldn't name. The lyrics were wrong and the sound was slightly off and it just wasn't right and it ticked me the hell off. So naturally, I decided, fuck the fact that there are not one but two Juno soundtracks (officially). I am going to make a third one. And furthermore, my third one will be awesome. Potentially the awesomest of all three soundtracks.
Also, it gave me an excuse to create a mix that was really super indie just for the hell of it, which, hello, I love to do.
Massive, huge, amazingly heartfelt thanks go to jlowe64, for giving me the Juno soundtrack in the first place, always listening to my bitching, and pointing me in the direction of whatever font or song I came whining to him about missing, whisperwords for being my wifey and listening to my pretentious ranting and pretending thinking it was hilarious, evergleam83 for giving me XOXO, Panda, paintmarks for beta-listening to the soundtrack back in the day when it was totally different and assuring me it was awesome, even though I ended up changing it completely, and to lunapluvia, for being my sibling-in-arms of twee indie asshattery, for introducing me to and subsequently sending me the entire Math & Physics Club CD, and, yet again, for listening to my ridiculous ranting.
Also, I would like to state for the record (record, hah! I'm hilarious), that I'm immensely pleased with how the cover art turned out and how I ended up not using brown and various derivatives of the color of really attractive poo. Go me! I feel I've grown as a human being.
Juno: It started with a chair.
1 2 3 4 - feist
one, two, three, four, tell me that you love me more
sleepless long nights, that is what my youth was for
old teenage hopes are alive at your door
they left you with nothing but they want some more
oh, you're changing your heart
oh, you know who you are
sweet heart, bitter heart, now i can't tell you apart
cozy and cold, put the horse before the cart
those teenage hopes who have tears in their eyes
too scared to own up to one little lie
oh, you're changing your heart
oh, you know who you are
one, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
money can't buy you back the love that you had then
one, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
money can't buy you back the love that you had then
oh, you're changing your heart
oh, you know who you are
Leah: When did you decide you were going
to do Bleeker?
Juno: Like, a year ago, in Spanish class.
Leah: Aha! You love him.
Juno: I...you know, it's extremely complicated,
and I'd rather not talk about it in my fragile state.
kissing like it's love - the voyces
you dream a dream i'm dreaming too, it fires from your eyes
this dream i have of kissing you should come as no surprise
that "i would go there" thing you mime just soothes it all somehow
it reminds me of a simpler time and nothing's simple now
all the stars seem lined up in these skies
there's four-letter words there in your eyes
so with your tongue, kiss me under this sun like i'm the one
so soft or rough, it's up to us - just kiss me like it's love
it's just as fun kissing like it is love from up above
for now it's enough, true love's too rough, so kiss me like it's love
Juno: Orange Tic-Tacs are Bleeker's one
and only vice. When we made out, the day I got pregnant,
his mouth tasted really tangy and delicious.
toothpaste kisses - the macabees
cradle me, i'll cradle you
i'll win your heart with a woop-a-woo
pulling shapes just for your eyes
so with toothpaste kisses and lines
i'll be yours and you'll be
lay with me, I'll lay with you
we'll do the things that lovers do
put the stars in our eyes
and with heart shaped bruises and late night kisses divine
i'll be yours and you'll be mine
Bleeker: You're mad. Why are you mad?
Juno: I'm not mad. I'm in a fucking great
mood. Despite the fact that I'm trapped in a fat
suit I can't take off, despite the fact that everyone
is making fun of me behind my back, despite the fact
that your little girlfriend gave me the stinkeye in
art class yesterday...
Bleeker: Katrina's not my girlfriend! And I
doubt she was actually giving you the stinkeye. She
just looks like that all the time.
Juno: Whatever. Have fun at the prom with
Soupy Sales. I'm sure I can think of something way
more cool to do that night. Like I could pumice
my feet, or go to Bren's dumb Unitarian church,
or get hit by a ten-ton truck full of hot garbage
juice. All those things would be exponentially
cooler than going to the prom with you.
the house under the hill - the finches
well, i'm the same kid i was out in the schoolyard
hollowed my pockets with sticks from the parking lot alone
though i walked alone i was sure there was somebody
there on my shoulder, quietly guiding me home
i counted to 1000, 2000, and even
math game and nicknames for friends that i rarely meet
but years roll along, along so graciously
and so gracefully we age into infinity and on
there is a house under a hill with no windows, with no doors
and everything i've ever lost is there between the boards and beams
oh, old friendships and old virginity, a younger little ghost of me
together, they are celebrating all the time they've gained;
"tonight, again, we celebrate another tiny gain!"
alone, i am nameless and fearless and faceless
i see just my knees and two hands held in front of me, mine for this lifetime
so kindly i'll treat them
my blood pumps, my lungs bellow
so i will let them be
Juno: That's almost interesting, Mark. Who
did you dance with?
Mark: Her name was Cynthia Vogel and she was a good
dance partner. Even let me put my hands on her butt.
Juno: Oh man, I can just picture you slow dancing like
a dork!
Mark: No, I put my hands on your waist. Then you put
your arms around my neck. That's how we did it in '88.
growing upside down - the ditty bops
can't escape a past that wasn't ever lived
all beginnings ended and come back to start again
and the people seem to falter as they watch you fall asunder
eyes are open and filled with wonder
i'm growing upside down
wisdom doesn't follow just because you've aged
add a pinch of cinnamon, it will make you sage
there will be an hour when we'll meet again
maybe I won't recognize you in different skin
i can hear you whispering, beneath the din it reels me in
just as the summer melts winter ice,
temptations come to tempt you twice
you spent too many of your younger days
wishing you weren't virgin to her ways
Juno: Please don't get a divorce! God, Mark,
just do me a solid and stay with your wife.
Mark: God, you're so young.
Juno: Not really. I'm sixteen. I'm old enough to
tell when people are acting like total a-holes!
cold as minnesota - math & physics club
sitting in your easy chair, you're lazy or you just don't care
stop wearing all my clothes and watching television
it used to be your favorite show, now everything's a mess, you know
i'm tired of waking up to all this aggravation
do you care about anyone but yourself ever?
i'm not looking for another fight
nothing you can say tonight will get you back in my good graces
so button up your overcoat and step outside in the cold
i don't want you here tomorrow when i wake up
do you really care about anyone but yourself ever?
all alone, sitting in my room
why are you so angry? why are you so cruel?
there is a chill as cold as minnesota, telling me it's over
do you really about anyone but yourself ever?
i'm all alone sitting in my room
why are you so angry? why are you so cruel?
there is a chill as cold as minnesota, telling me it's over
Mac: You look a little morose, honey.
What's eating you?
Juno: I'm losing my faith in humanity.
Mac: Think you can narrow it down for me?
Juno: I guess I wonder sometimes if people ever stay
together for good.
Mac: You mean like couples?
Juno: Yeah, like people in love.
Mac: It's not easy, that's for sure. Now, I may not
have the best track record in the world, but I have been with
your stepmother for ten years now, and I'm proud to say that
we're very happy. In my opinion, the best thing you can do is
to find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good
mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right
person will still think that the sun shines out your ass.
That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with.
Juno: ...I sort of already have.
sideways - let's go sailing
the sky looks pretty normal and so do the trees
i woke up pretty early and i could see
that i've been walking, i've been thinking
and i've been looking at you sideways
i've been moving, i've been dreaming
i've been looking at you sideways
i have no problems dipping in my feet
but the trouble comes when i have to jump
and all the reasons not to seem pretty good at the time
'cause i've been walking, i've been thinking
i've been looking at you sideways
yeah, i've been moving, i've been dreaming
i've been looking at you sideways
Juno: Basically, I'm completely smitten with you,
and I don't care if I'm making an ass out of myself right
now, because you've seen me make an ass out of myself a
million times, and you still want to be my friend.
Bleeker: Well, yeah. You're the best friend I've ever
had, even when you're being kind of evil.
Juno: That's all I need from you. That's more than I
could ever ask for. You're just golden, dude.
Bleeker: Can we make out now?
Juno: Okay.
you and only you - the softies
your eyes are like poetry, your lips are so sugary
you're all together wonderful to behold
i never thought that I would hear you say that i'm who you hold dear
more than anyone else, or at least not in the same way
i've been thinking about you and only you
you are like the morning time, full of promise yet to find
i'm dazzled every time I realize you're mine
i never thought that i would see the day that you would come to me
and ask forgiveness for the time we let go by
i've been thinking of you and only you
did you find a four leaf clover, did you hope that i'd come over?
here i am and i might never leave again
i never thought that I would be so close to you that i could see
the way your hair goes wavy when you wake up
Juno: It didn't really hurt that bad, having him. The
best part was when I peed on Leah during labor. And then,
out of nowhere, there it was...there he was. I decided
to not call Bleeker to tell him that I was having the baby. He
had a big meet against Manteno and I didn't want him to get
all worried about me and choke.But he figured it out anyway.
the body breaks - devendra banhart
the body breaks and the body is fine
i'm open to yours and i'm open to mine
the body aches and that ache takes it time
but you'll get over yours and i'll get over mine
and the sun will shine and the moon will rise
the body calls, yeah the body it calls out
it whispers at first but it ends with a shout
the body burns, yeah the body burns strong
until mine is with yours, then mine will burn on
my flesh sings out, it sings honey come put me out
the body sways like the wind on a swing
a bridge through a hoop or a lake through a ring
the body stays and then the body moves on
and i'd really rather not dwell on when yours will be gone
but within the dark, there is a shine
one tiny spark that's yours and mine
Juno: Bleeker decided he didn't want to see
the baby. Neither did I, really. He didn't feel like ours.
I think he was always hers.
i found a reason - the velvet underground
i found a reason to keep living, and the reason, dear, is you
i found a reason to keep singing, and the reason, dear, is you
oh I do believe that if you don't like things you leave
for some place you never gone before
honey, i found a reason to keep living, and you know the reason, dear, it's you
and i've walked down life's lonely highways hand in hand with myself
and i realized how many paths have crossed between us
oh and i do believe you're all what you perceive
and what comes is better that what came before
oh i do believe that you're all what you perceive
and what comes is better that what came before
so you better come, come come, come to me
Juno:As boyfriends go, Paulie Bleeker is totally boss.
He is the cheese to my macaroni. I know people are supposed to
fall in love before they reproduce,but normalcy's not really our style.
jogging gorgeous summer - islands
i woke up with rain on my head
i can't dry off, so what should i do instead?
i'll swim to the biggest flower bed
pick one for you and kiss you, my love
so when the storm clouds dissolved into thin air
like when my hands got lost in your thick hair
dogs bark, long days, not dark
the sky's blue so what should we do?
we can do anything we want to
millions of sunsets, but the one i'll remember
is the one where you told me you'll love me forever
i took a long walk into the woods
climbing the world's biggest tree
and then they tried to cut it down
but we didn't make a sound
the sun blinded them, they couldn't see
i woke up next to you in your bed
another day to do it all again
i crept out into the sun
another day to give you all my love
millions of sunsets, but the one i remember
is the one where you told me you'd love me forever
"We pan past the wall Vanessa had said 'needed
something.' There's a framed note on the wall. It
looks like it was handwritten on the back of a Jiffy
Lube bill. We see that it says: 'Vanessa -- If you're
still in, I'm still in. Juno.'
We move to the door and get a view of Vanessa's bedroom.
We see her lying in bed with a burp cloth draped over her
shoulder, feeding the baby. For the first time ever,
Vanessa looks disorganized, unshowered -- and incredibly
happy...
The baby reaches up and grabs Vanessa's thumb.
Vanessa glows with an expression of pure bliss."
the year in review - xoxo, panda
this year went by in the usual way - some friends were lost, some friends were made
money was spent, money was saved, and in the end we're all okay
in the end we're all okay
maps were drawn and plans were blown, a ring was bought and rice was thrown
she'll sit in the second row, looking at her heart up on the stage
what a way to end her day
if time is measured in memories, don't set your clock to misery
the clicks should come from what you got and not the things that you lost
sing out, sing out, sing out your joy, raise up, raise up, raise up your voice
and life goes on and on and on and on
on and on and on and on
on and on and on and on
on and on and on and on...
because time elapsed photography will hold your smiles unnaturally
your face is framed with what you lost and not the things that you want
so sing out, sing out, sing out your joy, raise up, raise up, raise up your voice
Juno: It ended with a chair.
.zip file (huge thank you's to two_grey_rooms!)
Anyways, so back when I watched Juno and I, of course, loved it, I was really disappointed to not love the soundtrack. I mean, I loved about a quarter of the songs, but it wasn't right in a way I couldn't name. The lyrics were wrong and the sound was slightly off and it just wasn't right and it ticked me the hell off. So naturally, I decided, fuck the fact that there are not one but two Juno soundtracks (officially). I am going to make a third one. And furthermore, my third one will be awesome. Potentially the awesomest of all three soundtracks.
Also, it gave me an excuse to create a mix that was really super indie just for the hell of it, which, hello, I love to do.
Massive, huge, amazingly heartfelt thanks go to jlowe64, for giving me the Juno soundtrack in the first place, always listening to my bitching, and pointing me in the direction of whatever font or song I came whining to him about missing, whisperwords for being my wifey and listening to my pretentious ranting and pretending thinking it was hilarious, evergleam83 for giving me XOXO, Panda, paintmarks for beta-listening to the soundtrack back in the day when it was totally different and assuring me it was awesome, even though I ended up changing it completely, and to lunapluvia, for being my sibling-in-arms of twee indie asshattery, for introducing me to and subsequently sending me the entire Math & Physics Club CD, and, yet again, for listening to my ridiculous ranting.
Also, I would like to state for the record (record, hah! I'm hilarious), that I'm immensely pleased with how the cover art turned out and how I ended up not using brown and various derivatives of the color of really attractive poo. Go me! I feel I've grown as a human being.
Juno: It started with a chair.
1 2 3 4 - feist
one, two, three, four, tell me that you love me more
sleepless long nights, that is what my youth was for
old teenage hopes are alive at your door
they left you with nothing but they want some more
oh, you're changing your heart
oh, you know who you are
sweet heart, bitter heart, now i can't tell you apart
cozy and cold, put the horse before the cart
those teenage hopes who have tears in their eyes
too scared to own up to one little lie
oh, you're changing your heart
oh, you know who you are
one, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
money can't buy you back the love that you had then
one, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
money can't buy you back the love that you had then
oh, you're changing your heart
oh, you know who you are
Leah: When did you decide you were going
to do Bleeker?
Juno: Like, a year ago, in Spanish class.
Leah: Aha! You love him.
Juno: I...you know, it's extremely complicated,
and I'd rather not talk about it in my fragile state.
kissing like it's love - the voyces
you dream a dream i'm dreaming too, it fires from your eyes
this dream i have of kissing you should come as no surprise
that "i would go there" thing you mime just soothes it all somehow
it reminds me of a simpler time and nothing's simple now
all the stars seem lined up in these skies
there's four-letter words there in your eyes
so with your tongue, kiss me under this sun like i'm the one
so soft or rough, it's up to us - just kiss me like it's love
it's just as fun kissing like it is love from up above
for now it's enough, true love's too rough, so kiss me like it's love
Juno: Orange Tic-Tacs are Bleeker's one
and only vice. When we made out, the day I got pregnant,
his mouth tasted really tangy and delicious.
toothpaste kisses - the macabees
cradle me, i'll cradle you
i'll win your heart with a woop-a-woo
pulling shapes just for your eyes
so with toothpaste kisses and lines
i'll be yours and you'll be
lay with me, I'll lay with you
we'll do the things that lovers do
put the stars in our eyes
and with heart shaped bruises and late night kisses divine
i'll be yours and you'll be mine
Bleeker: You're mad. Why are you mad?
Juno: I'm not mad. I'm in a fucking great
mood. Despite the fact that I'm trapped in a fat
suit I can't take off, despite the fact that everyone
is making fun of me behind my back, despite the fact
that your little girlfriend gave me the stinkeye in
art class yesterday...
Bleeker: Katrina's not my girlfriend! And I
doubt she was actually giving you the stinkeye. She
just looks like that all the time.
Juno: Whatever. Have fun at the prom with
Soupy Sales. I'm sure I can think of something way
more cool to do that night. Like I could pumice
my feet, or go to Bren's dumb Unitarian church,
or get hit by a ten-ton truck full of hot garbage
juice. All those things would be exponentially
cooler than going to the prom with you.
the house under the hill - the finches
well, i'm the same kid i was out in the schoolyard
hollowed my pockets with sticks from the parking lot alone
though i walked alone i was sure there was somebody
there on my shoulder, quietly guiding me home
i counted to 1000, 2000, and even
math game and nicknames for friends that i rarely meet
but years roll along, along so graciously
and so gracefully we age into infinity and on
there is a house under a hill with no windows, with no doors
and everything i've ever lost is there between the boards and beams
oh, old friendships and old virginity, a younger little ghost of me
together, they are celebrating all the time they've gained;
"tonight, again, we celebrate another tiny gain!"
alone, i am nameless and fearless and faceless
i see just my knees and two hands held in front of me, mine for this lifetime
so kindly i'll treat them
my blood pumps, my lungs bellow
so i will let them be
Juno: That's almost interesting, Mark. Who
did you dance with?
Mark: Her name was Cynthia Vogel and she was a good
dance partner. Even let me put my hands on her butt.
Juno: Oh man, I can just picture you slow dancing like
a dork!
Mark: No, I put my hands on your waist. Then you put
your arms around my neck. That's how we did it in '88.
growing upside down - the ditty bops
can't escape a past that wasn't ever lived
all beginnings ended and come back to start again
and the people seem to falter as they watch you fall asunder
eyes are open and filled with wonder
i'm growing upside down
wisdom doesn't follow just because you've aged
add a pinch of cinnamon, it will make you sage
there will be an hour when we'll meet again
maybe I won't recognize you in different skin
i can hear you whispering, beneath the din it reels me in
just as the summer melts winter ice,
temptations come to tempt you twice
you spent too many of your younger days
wishing you weren't virgin to her ways
Juno: Please don't get a divorce! God, Mark,
just do me a solid and stay with your wife.
Mark: God, you're so young.
Juno: Not really. I'm sixteen. I'm old enough to
tell when people are acting like total a-holes!
cold as minnesota - math & physics club
sitting in your easy chair, you're lazy or you just don't care
stop wearing all my clothes and watching television
it used to be your favorite show, now everything's a mess, you know
i'm tired of waking up to all this aggravation
do you care about anyone but yourself ever?
i'm not looking for another fight
nothing you can say tonight will get you back in my good graces
so button up your overcoat and step outside in the cold
i don't want you here tomorrow when i wake up
do you really care about anyone but yourself ever?
all alone, sitting in my room
why are you so angry? why are you so cruel?
there is a chill as cold as minnesota, telling me it's over
do you really about anyone but yourself ever?
i'm all alone sitting in my room
why are you so angry? why are you so cruel?
there is a chill as cold as minnesota, telling me it's over
Mac: You look a little morose, honey.
What's eating you?
Juno: I'm losing my faith in humanity.
Mac: Think you can narrow it down for me?
Juno: I guess I wonder sometimes if people ever stay
together for good.
Mac: You mean like couples?
Juno: Yeah, like people in love.
Mac: It's not easy, that's for sure. Now, I may not
have the best track record in the world, but I have been with
your stepmother for ten years now, and I'm proud to say that
we're very happy. In my opinion, the best thing you can do is
to find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good
mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right
person will still think that the sun shines out your ass.
That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with.
Juno: ...I sort of already have.
sideways - let's go sailing
the sky looks pretty normal and so do the trees
i woke up pretty early and i could see
that i've been walking, i've been thinking
and i've been looking at you sideways
i've been moving, i've been dreaming
i've been looking at you sideways
i have no problems dipping in my feet
but the trouble comes when i have to jump
and all the reasons not to seem pretty good at the time
'cause i've been walking, i've been thinking
i've been looking at you sideways
yeah, i've been moving, i've been dreaming
i've been looking at you sideways
Juno: Basically, I'm completely smitten with you,
and I don't care if I'm making an ass out of myself right
now, because you've seen me make an ass out of myself a
million times, and you still want to be my friend.
Bleeker: Well, yeah. You're the best friend I've ever
had, even when you're being kind of evil.
Juno: That's all I need from you. That's more than I
could ever ask for. You're just golden, dude.
Bleeker: Can we make out now?
Juno: Okay.
you and only you - the softies
your eyes are like poetry, your lips are so sugary
you're all together wonderful to behold
i never thought that I would hear you say that i'm who you hold dear
more than anyone else, or at least not in the same way
i've been thinking about you and only you
you are like the morning time, full of promise yet to find
i'm dazzled every time I realize you're mine
i never thought that i would see the day that you would come to me
and ask forgiveness for the time we let go by
i've been thinking of you and only you
did you find a four leaf clover, did you hope that i'd come over?
here i am and i might never leave again
i never thought that I would be so close to you that i could see
the way your hair goes wavy when you wake up
Juno: It didn't really hurt that bad, having him. The
best part was when I peed on Leah during labor. And then,
out of nowhere, there it was...there he was. I decided
to not call Bleeker to tell him that I was having the baby. He
had a big meet against Manteno and I didn't want him to get
all worried about me and choke.But he figured it out anyway.
the body breaks - devendra banhart
the body breaks and the body is fine
i'm open to yours and i'm open to mine
the body aches and that ache takes it time
but you'll get over yours and i'll get over mine
and the sun will shine and the moon will rise
the body calls, yeah the body it calls out
it whispers at first but it ends with a shout
the body burns, yeah the body burns strong
until mine is with yours, then mine will burn on
my flesh sings out, it sings honey come put me out
the body sways like the wind on a swing
a bridge through a hoop or a lake through a ring
the body stays and then the body moves on
and i'd really rather not dwell on when yours will be gone
but within the dark, there is a shine
one tiny spark that's yours and mine
Juno: Bleeker decided he didn't want to see
the baby. Neither did I, really. He didn't feel like ours.
I think he was always hers.
i found a reason - the velvet underground
i found a reason to keep living, and the reason, dear, is you
i found a reason to keep singing, and the reason, dear, is you
oh I do believe that if you don't like things you leave
for some place you never gone before
honey, i found a reason to keep living, and you know the reason, dear, it's you
and i've walked down life's lonely highways hand in hand with myself
and i realized how many paths have crossed between us
oh and i do believe you're all what you perceive
and what comes is better that what came before
oh i do believe that you're all what you perceive
and what comes is better that what came before
so you better come, come come, come to me
Juno:As boyfriends go, Paulie Bleeker is totally boss.
He is the cheese to my macaroni. I know people are supposed to
fall in love before they reproduce,but normalcy's not really our style.
jogging gorgeous summer - islands
i woke up with rain on my head
i can't dry off, so what should i do instead?
i'll swim to the biggest flower bed
pick one for you and kiss you, my love
so when the storm clouds dissolved into thin air
like when my hands got lost in your thick hair
dogs bark, long days, not dark
the sky's blue so what should we do?
we can do anything we want to
millions of sunsets, but the one i'll remember
is the one where you told me you'll love me forever
i took a long walk into the woods
climbing the world's biggest tree
and then they tried to cut it down
but we didn't make a sound
the sun blinded them, they couldn't see
i woke up next to you in your bed
another day to do it all again
i crept out into the sun
another day to give you all my love
millions of sunsets, but the one i remember
is the one where you told me you'd love me forever
"We pan past the wall Vanessa had said 'needed
something.' There's a framed note on the wall. It
looks like it was handwritten on the back of a Jiffy
Lube bill. We see that it says: 'Vanessa -- If you're
still in, I'm still in. Juno.'
We move to the door and get a view of Vanessa's bedroom.
We see her lying in bed with a burp cloth draped over her
shoulder, feeding the baby. For the first time ever,
Vanessa looks disorganized, unshowered -- and incredibly
happy...
The baby reaches up and grabs Vanessa's thumb.
Vanessa glows with an expression of pure bliss."
the year in review - xoxo, panda
this year went by in the usual way - some friends were lost, some friends were made
money was spent, money was saved, and in the end we're all okay
in the end we're all okay
maps were drawn and plans were blown, a ring was bought and rice was thrown
she'll sit in the second row, looking at her heart up on the stage
what a way to end her day
if time is measured in memories, don't set your clock to misery
the clicks should come from what you got and not the things that you lost
sing out, sing out, sing out your joy, raise up, raise up, raise up your voice
and life goes on and on and on and on
on and on and on and on
on and on and on and on
on and on and on and on...
because time elapsed photography will hold your smiles unnaturally
your face is framed with what you lost and not the things that you want
so sing out, sing out, sing out your joy, raise up, raise up, raise up your voice
Juno: It ended with a chair.
.zip file (huge thank you's to two_grey_rooms!)