go if you want to go

[pinkparasol]

i was walking past the pond at school when this song started to play. it was on a cd that sylvia made me many many moons ago. i guess i never really payed much attention to it then. however this morning i was concentrating on the lyrics and it started to make me cry. not bawl, just tear up. anyway the song is called neely ohara and its by [surprise surprise] bright eyes.



neely ohara > bright eyes

in the morning when you throw up water
and your skin, it turns a pale, pale yellow
well, every day you lose more color
do you think that someone paints your mirror?
do you think that someone paints your mirror?
and you think that things sound different
at the time when you speak
there are visions much clearer
than these blurs that you see
and like neely ohara
you swallow your sleep
and you wake up in the morning to find out
you are not, you are not who, you are not who
you used to be
you dont recognize behavior
or the spelling of your name
and the shape thats in the mirror
you swear its not [you swear its not the same] the same
and like neely ohara
you swallow your sleep
and you really cant remember
but you know you are not
think you are not
no, you are not who you used to be
who you used to be, who you used to be
did you used to be, did you used to be
[no you are not, no you are not]
who you used to be, who you used to be