(no subject)
this is the first sound we'll ever make
as we lie awake on our grass-made beds
Now my feet won't touch the ground
Now my head won't stop
You wait a lifetime to be found
Now my feet won't touch the ground
People moving all the time
Inside a perfectly straight line
Don't you wanna just curve away?
The sky could be blue
I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time
Could be blue,
Could be gray
Without you I’m just miles away
---myself, peter dennen, & coldplay: 'strawberry swing' and 'now my feet won't touch the ground.'