im on the edge of something beautiful
for tomorrow i have to write 3 almost impossible pieces of text
i need to tell my tutors what my intentions as an artist are
i have to tell them what i plan to do with my final year
i also need to summaries what ive done since september and why ive done it not to mention how i feel about it...
why dont they just ask me to write where i see my self in a years time... something tells me that might be easier... i think maybe i could sum that up in one word
lost
in one years time i see myself set a drift... shouting... crying out for someone to pull me back in... so much the same as now really...
i left the house today with the intention of nipping to the post box and then coming back... i'm wearing a skirt with thermal leggings underneath and no socks... i wasnt supposed to get whisked away in an idea... i wasnt meant to walk into down in search of clips... i didnt mean to bump into ina and go to get coffee... but thats what happened
i went to the post box because a month or so ago i wrote a letter anonymously to an un-addressed person... today i was feeling brave so i photo copied that letter and posted it to the person in question... sometimes i tire of endlessly talking to noone... i tire of never really telling you what im talking about... or who im talking about
I'm yearning for the good times
So why don't you get up
Do you feel like a teenage runaway
Whose eyes are never shut?
Where are the moments that I feel so alive?
I've lost everyone I need
But music keeps on saving me
Every hour, day and week
I'm on the edge of something beautiful
I'm on the edge of something beautiful
Sing with me 'til the end of time
I love the way you read my mind
Laughter makes you live so much longer
Don't know if the pain makes you stronger
Give me something that burns inside
To make me shiver, to shut my eyes
Late night partner don't bother sleeping
Tell you all the secrets I'm keeping