you pass

The whole world is watching
And you don't care
The whole world is watching
And your not really there

Underground to the street
Who will we meet
The whole world is watching
You pass

perhaps its real

up and down
up and down
hot air balloons
or worms in the ground

good trip and bad
but both extreme
perhaps its real
but i hope its a dream

- meg hargs

purple red that's what she said...

Dress mess...Expressionless

Swallowed into

On time for low
And on they go

Time melts away
Still time to play

Air dances along our skin
He has yet to sing

Expensive tubes
Pleasant moods

Chills up and down
Smiles all around

Back to light after light
Swallowed into the dark night

Winded up into the sky
Slowly exited and said goodbye

Feels like forever
Distractions were clever

Forget all your fears
Absence of beers

Just in time for an Italian classic
But not for the frogs that were plastic

Men that matched
Giggles that hatched

Closer to the crashing
The time still passing

Woke the ones that provide
As we slept in came the tide

The morning came slow and steady
Simply moving and finally ready

Familiar breeze whistles through our hair
When we’re together all our luck is there

tuesday under the torches

He was just a man in a room that said awkward things
There were some girls in the corner that just wanted to sing
Flames in the air poor pineapple pieces
Silly comments about uncreative nieces

When I grow up I want to be the color blue
When I grow up I want to be a mailman like you
I'll be a doctor and I'll be a dolphin trainer
Are these so unoriginal could they be any plainer?

One beer, two beer, three beer, full
This night was so random and far from dull
Lets follow the crowd back over the ocean
People watch, tune listen, create our own notion

you will be you

It's funny how life comes and goes
We're here for a while and then no one knows

So we smile and we smile
And we try for great things
We look up at the sky
And listen when birds sing

It's a dream at times
It's too real at others
We always want to be children
But some how become mothers

For the places and moments we live won't last
For the time we're together lets have a blast

If this seems wildly morbid
Or crazy to you
Just wait on the instant
And soon it will be through

So you will be you and I will be I
If we ask for something else we will constantly try
Try to be this and try to be that
Our souls will melt and forever be flat

orange bubbles are the best kind of bubbles