InsaneJournal

Current mood:	chipper
Current music:	Gorillaz - Double Bass

"All of which makes me anxious, at times unbearably so." --Murdoc
Put your mp3 player on shuffle and write down the first lines of the first twenty songs, then post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.

"And It's Happening"

She keeps Moet et Chandon in a pretty cabinet
Merely the sound of your voice made me believe you were her
Every time I think of you, I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue
Lie awake and look through the trees, my dear, my dear
She's into superstition, black cats and voodoo dolls
We used to swim the same moonlight waters
Feels like the weight of the world
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Excuse me, but can I be you for a while?
Ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child?
Why are there so many songs about rainbows and what's on the other side?
I wish I was infinite and given my way
One minute I'm in Central Park, then I'm down on Delancey Street
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
Love is a many splendid thing, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love
Little do I know, little do I care, little would it help if I knew and was aware
If the sun went down tomorrow and it never came back
You'll never see the courage I know
I looked into your eyes; they told me plenty
This place feels so unfamiliar, and yet I know it well

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