Tuesday, September 29, 2009

If my heart was a house, you'd be home

September Twenty-Ninth Oh Nine.


THIS IS THE RECOMMENCEMENT OF THIS BLOG.
I made it in like, March.
and I forgot about it/it had things in it that are irrelevant to life nowadays.

SO. I'm restarting.

Welcome to Bright Are The Stars.
if you didn't know, I got that from the song "And I love Her" by The Beatles :)

I'm not going to start into all the bands I like, considering this is my first post.

I play guitar.
ukulele.
bass.
keyboard.
harmonica.
melodica.
and I think that's it? (:

I'm taking vocal lessons.
because I fail at singing.
:)
I'm getting better.

My favourite colour is green.
I'm clingy as hell.
I never shut up.
I'm shy if I don't know you.
but when I do,
I'm freaking annoying.
I hate every bit of it.
but I love how original it makes me.
so give me a chance?

I love every person who reads this :3.



- christinaleighforbes.




Lyrics of the day.



You're the sky that I fell through, and
I remember the view whenever I'm holding you.
The sun hung from a string,
Looking down on the world as it warmed over everything.

Chills run down my spine,
As our fingers entwine,
And your sides harmonize with mine.
Unmistakably, I can still feel your heart beat fast when you dance with me.

We got older and I should have known. [do you feel alive?]
That I'd feel colder when I walk alone. [oh but you'll survive.]
So I may as well ditch my dismay.
[bombs away.] [bombs away.]

Circle me and the needle moves gracefully.
Back and forth.
If my heart was a compass, you'd be North.
Risk it all cause I'll catch you if you fall.
Wherever you go,
If my heart was a house, you'd be home.

It makes me smile because you said it best.
I would clearly feel blessed if the sun rose up from the west.
Flower bomb perfume.
All my clothes smell like you cause your favorite shade is navy blue.

I walk slowly when I'm on my own. [do you feel alive?]
Yeah but frankly I still feel alone. [oh, but you'll survive]
So I may as well ditch my dismay.
[bombs away] [bombs away]

Circle me and the needle moves gracefully.
Back and forth.
If my heart was a compass, you'd be North.
Risk it all cause I'll catch you if you fall.
Wherever you go,
If my heart was a house, you'd be home.

If my heart was a house, you'd be home

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