Painters (Jewel)

Eighty years, an old lady now, sitting on the front porch
Watching the clouds roll by
They remind her of her lover, how he left her, and of times long ago
When she used to color carelessly painted his portrait
A thousand times, or maybe just his smile…
And she and her canvas would follow him wherever he would go

‘Cause they were painters and they were painting themselves

A lovely world

Wheel (John Mayer)

you can’t always build a house of leaves, and live like it’s an evergreen …

it’s just a season thing. It’s just this thing, that seasons do…

Desert Sand (UB40)

You tell me there’s no darkness
While the sun shines down on you
And just because your life is peaceful
There’s no fighting left to do

For every cup that runneth over
Many more are filled with pain
You talk to me of sunshine
When it’s pouring down with rain

For every life that’s lit with love
Many more are racked with pain
You talk to me of sunshine
When it’s pouring down with rain

Love Ridden (Fiona Apple)

Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we’ll only have to wave
My hand won’t hold you down no more
The path is clear to follow through
I stood too long in the way of the door
And now I’m giving up on you…