Current mood: this song.
You can read the lyrics and ponder my brain, if you want to. I ponder my brain all the time.
I guess I could say a few words about it. But, no. I just said a LOT about it and had to delete it. You don't need to know everything. If I don't leave at least a little bit of mystery, then what good even am I as an artist?
Just know that it a song about yearning and ......
"Serena. Why do you always have to be so dramatic about everything?" .... You. I shrug at you. Life is not black and white and just as easy as pie. Also, making pie is not that easy. I have never understood that phrase. Maybe it means as easy as eating pie. Maybe I've been thinking of it wrong all this time. Figures.
Here's a picture of me realizing that I'm living in a daydream. It was the second time I ever saw the ocean. Cape Cod. Honeymoon. I never wanted to leave. I was so sad when we came back to Tennessee.
Stark-raving crazy,
face-up on the floor.
losing my place.
I'm 3 feet down
with a smile on my face.
my feet are in mud.
Carnival lights define
where next you will run.
I shall clearly confess:
I wait for you to run
to my house of fun.
you rodeo clown.
Ride up and save me
before I sink down.
and a big red balloon.
We rode to the sea
and you hummed me a tune.
like this is a test.
Are we gonna pass?
God, I've done my best.
she sings me a song:
The time has almost gone."
you rodeo clown.
Ride up and save me
before I sink down.
and a big red balloon.
Let's ride to the sea
and I'll hum you a tune.
Hey , for fun, here is another recording of mine. Very short. A lullaby. Never knew when I recorded it that one day, I would be singing it to a little, precious baby girl. ♥
It's very, very old.. bad recording quality. I was only just first learning how to use SoundForge. Still don't know how to use it properly. I just guess at everything, to be honest.
Anyway, if you are ever sleepy and still can't sleep, I will sing you this lullaby right here. Come on over, any time. If nothing else, it will bore you to sleep. Sometimes I make tea. I often can't sleep as well.. so, hey. We can not sleep together. Which, bonus, also makes us sound like we are being non-promiscuous. We win at life.
I bid you farewell. Maybe forever. One day I'm going to say that and it really might be the last time I ever write anything on the internet. And it will be poetic. "She said goodbye just before she got run over by that ice cream truck. And she posted a lullaby. Appropriate."
If that be the case... I send you love and happy dreams. And I WILL HAUNT YOU like the badass weirdo that I truly am.
Have a wonderful life. They say that it is, ya know? In that old movie. Bells ringing on trees and such. Angels getting wings. I shall enjoy them. If I'm lucky enough to go that way. With my luck, though, I'll probably burn in Hell.
Okay, goodbye forever.
Love always,
♥ - Serena