Breezy Sunday..

Aug 20, 2007 09:49

Today, some of my favourite air lyrics, poetic genius' that they are..it's Sunday and it's sunny a frosty and I left my cigarettes at home.

From Le soleil est près de moi

Anywhere I want you,
Anywhere I want
Le soleil est près de moi

From You make it easy
"Never been here- How about you?"
You smile at my answer
You've given me the chance
To be held and understood

You leave me laughing without crying
There's no use denying
For many times I've tried
Love has never felt as good

Be it downtown or way up in the air
When your heart's pounding
You know that I'm aware

You make it easy to watch the world with love
You make it easy to let the past be done

From Playground love
I'm a high school lover,
and you're my favorite flavor.
Love is all, all my soul.
You're my Playground Love.

From How does it make you feel
I am feeling very warm right now
Please don't disappear
I am spacing out with you
You are the most beautiful entity that I've ever dreamed of..

..You worry so much about not having enough time together
It makes no difference to me
I would be happy with just one minute in your arms
Let's have an extended play together
You're telling me that we live to far to love each other
But our love can stretch farther than the eye can see
So how does this make you feel?

From biological
Thousands of hairs
Two eyes only
Its you

Some skin
Billions of genes
Again its you

XX XY
That's why it's you and me

Your blood is red
It's beautiful genetic love

Biological
I don't know why I feel that way with you
Biological
I need your DNA

Your fingerprints
The flesh, her arm, your bones
I'd like to know
Why all these things move me

Let's use ourselves to be as one tonight
Apart of me would like to travel in your veins

Biological
I don't know why I feel that way with you
Biological
I need your DNA

They are my favourites for a reason..God I'd love to see them live, it's one of my lifes ambitions..

*edit* here is a website which has a picture of the tattoo I want http://www.astralwerks.com/air/virginsuicides.html

It's the girl with the flowers in her hair..
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