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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.
whenever she’s feeling empty
whenever her face is frozen,
unable to fake it anymore,
her shadow is always with her,
her shadow can always keep her small,
so frightened that he won’t love her,
she builds up a wall.
oh no, she’s nowhere to hide in the dark.
she’s a star. she’s a star.
she’s tried to disguise her stellar fuse,
much brighter than all this static,
now she’s coming through.
put on your shades if you can’t see.
don’t tell her to turn down,
turn up the flame,
she’s a star.
