nothing compares 2 u - prince
Solace
What happened to the little one who agreed too much?
I heard she is still around and trying to get in touch
With who she was and who she is and isn't that enough?
Won't tomorrow find its way with all of its own stuff?
She rolled it up, sucked it up and now she's back again.
But, at night she finds her way back inside her den.
It's quite a pleasant feeling as she dances across the floor,
Where she remembers anything she needs is in her core.
No matter if her path is bumpy or is smooth.
The age old wonder lies within herself to soothe.
Her silent times, her wounded soul, her feeling all alone
Is consolation that she is her rock; her own self healing
stone.
"I am enough of the artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world." - Albert Einstein
feeling good in my pants - nina simone