Nicole Blackman - You Must Change Your Life.
in four minutes you will be gone and i must tell you why. when
a star crashes, the angels are electrified. your life changes
in ways you can't imagine. When your dreams are perfect, they
run like machines and leave you dizzy. when you first discover
you're dying, everyone seems to be saying goodbye. when your
dreams are perfect, they run like machines. you must change your
life. you are never ready. you must change your life. you are
never ready. there are people you have to leave behind, they
just dirty up your mouth they don't value your treasure. you
fall down, you kiss up, you love them, it's not enough. they're
nothing special and you're such a gift. if you had no magic here
you'd be just like everyone else. imagine the tragedy. you must
change your life. you are never ready. you must change your life.
you are never ready. love is like crying like writing like dying
you've got to do it alone. i know it's tragic to be tender i
know it's dangerous to be kind i know it's vicious to care.
listen to me, i know what's going to happen to you. you don't
need a window, you need a fire escape, you'll need a skylight
to get to where you're going. i can't tell you where. and you
dream that you are hollow and you dream that you are whole
reconstruct what you remember and it comes out in pieces. you
must change your life. you are never ready. you must change your
life. you are never ready. those below you can't hold you up
everyone is gone gone gone everyone is gone gone gone. learn
to swim alone learn to fly. you must change your life. you are
never ready. you must change your life. you are never ready.
cast them off like long rope and learn to swim the dark water
alone. look up to the stars stars stars and know that this is
your sky now. lift your arms and go step forward in nureyev
leap blink fast and whirr over streets hover over trees speed
past taxis don't even bother to wave at the children who watch
you awestruck brushing past skyscrapers and looking up up slip
off the long skirt that slows you down and don't look back to
watch it billow to earth tell the cool jets and superman that
you're passing them feel your hair stream back wind blinding
you forcing your dry mouth open no one can touch you now get
out of this fucking world as fast as you can.
[nicole blackman]