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this is where i belong...
so sitting there you realize that this is where your belong, these are the people you belong with. or at least the type of people you belong with. this is where you belong because you are comfortable here, you an curl up in a chair and just take it all in. just curl up in a big comfy chair and take it in, and live in it forever. or try to.
but you are mystified by the beauty of it, because you didn't know it was possible for so many amazing people to be in the same place, at the same time, making the same beautiful sound. making you feel the beautiful way that you are. how is this possible? how can there be beauty like this in such an ugly world?
there are still those little altercations, love triangles, sometimes love squares with tangents but still, the beauty over comes. you think back to how you felt before, the hatred and the anger and resentment and then you breathe in and look around. you see three amazing people, playing three gorgeous guitars, all forming one magnificant sound. you see your friends, new and old, sitting there, smiling, taking it in like you. and you think "this is where i belong. and now that i'm here, i never want to leave".
and now that i'm here i never want to leave
so sitting there you realize that this is where your belong, these are the people you belong with. or at least the type of people you belong with. this is where you belong because you are comfortable here, you an curl up in a chair and just take it all in. just curl up in a big comfy chair and take it in, and live in it forever. or try to.
but you are mystified by the beauty of it, because you didn't know it was possible for so many amazing people to be in the same place, at the same time, making the same beautiful sound. making you feel the beautiful way that you are. how is this possible? how can there be beauty like this in such an ugly world?
there are still those little altercations, love triangles, sometimes love squares with tangents but still, the beauty over comes. you think back to how you felt before, the hatred and the anger and resentment and then you breathe in and look around. you see three amazing people, playing three gorgeous guitars, all forming one magnificant sound. you see your friends, new and old, sitting there, smiling, taking it in like you. and you think "this is where i belong. and now that i'm here, i never want to leave".
and now that i'm here i never want to leave