Author Archives: logsylou
got your mind set on a dream – you can get it, though harder them seem now
So, it seems that time spent down south did the trick. Loads of London and loads of cider. Plus, I started a new job today. New job – new wardrobe, that’s what I say. So, despite the fact that I’m having to fight the urge to type this in hashtags, things are moving forward. Took me a while there, I know. Here’s some snaps from the weekend that was. Oh, and the present the postman had left for me when I got back. I literally haven’t turned it off. And it literally hasn’t stopped lifting my heart since – not even for a second.
the closer you get
the better you look,
the more i want you.
girl when you hold my hand,
i feel so grand that i could cry.
i’m bewildered, for we’re strangers when we meet.
I have basically got three songs on rotating repeat at the moment. It’s that sort of time. The Pretenders – Don’t Get Me Wrong, David Bowie – Strangers When We Meet, and a third which shall remain nameless because it’s a big fat guilty pleasure. (Some of you might argue that The Pretenders should also be on the guilty pleasure list, but that’s where we would disagree.) This loop will hopefully be broken tomorrow though, as I’m heading south to spend some much needed time in the sun with family, friends and fizz. Basically, I can’t wait.
don’t get me wrong…
i see neon lights, whenever you walk by.
don’t get me wrong, if you say ‘hello’ and i take a ride
upon the sea where the mystic moon is playing havoc with the tide,
don’t get me wrong.
don’t get me wrong if i’m acting so distracted,
i’m thinking about the fireworks that go off when you smile.
