Sea Out-Guillemots

One of my favorite songs...I love the lyrics but I still don't fully understand them.

Oh, Marbella's on the run
In her eastern overcoat
Used to wear a light bulb dressing gown
Turn it on, then tear it down
Before we went to sleep

So Marbella upped and left
A tuba in a treble clef
Couldn't walk, she wouldn't cry
Dreaming was their only time
And dreams are half asleep

When they go sing out, sea out, sea out, sing out, sing out now
Sea out now, sing out now
Sing out, sing out, sing out, sing out, sing out now
Sea out now, sing out now

So a washed up carnival has just reduced me to my bones
I never did the washing up
I loved the stains on every cup
They were the only hint I had

Now Marbella's gone astray
Somewhere in this black'ning Milky Way
I used to colour in the holes
Now I leave them blank
Now it's only spaces I have cause to thank

Sing out, sing out, sing out, sing out, sing out now
Sing out now, sea out now
Sing out, sing out, sing out, sing out, sing out now
Sing out now, sing out

Well, Marbella is my guest
I treat her just like all the rest
Whisper fairytales of Neverland
Throw the pennies in her hand
Stroke her hair and tell her I've been cheating

Sing out, sing out, sing out, sing out, sing out now
Sing out now, sing out now
Sea out, sea out, sea out, sea out, sea out now
Sing out now, sing out now

One Fine Night...

The night air was warm and the wind was nowhere to be felt. After much consideration she had decided to get her lazy body out of the bed and into the bathroom to wash her sticky face before turning off the lights. As she stared into the bathroom mirror she was greeted by messy pulled back hair and a face flustered from the abnormal heat. But then as she looked at the background of this most peculiar portrait she discovered a bed and in it a body that had already surrendered to sleep. It was the reflection of her bed and in it the boy, who was staying over for the first. The lady in the portrait was suddenly smiling, she liked was she saw. With her face refreshed she turned of the remaining light off and quietly got into bed. The boy mumbled “Good Night” and with a swift turn got his body in a comfortable position. She answered back and closed her eyes, but secretly she wanted that final kiss that would send her off to the world of unconscious with a smile. Given the boy’s absolute immobility she gave up all hope and started to relax her body and put her busy mind at ease, and then she felt it…the boy’s arm around her waist, pulling her towards him. So she made her way to that perfect place between his arms and received the most delightful goodnight kiss. In that moment she knew exactly what she felt for the boy, her heart was filled with it.

A Beautifully Written Song...

Definetly one of my favorite songs, I love all of the wonderful imagery, and I must confess I kinda wish I had come up with something so brilliant!

Cosmic Love-By Florence and the Machine

A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes
I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
So darkness I became

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

I took the stars from our eyes, and then I made a map
And knew that somehow I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

The Good Part of My Day...

“What am I to you?” asked the boy with a perplexed look on his face.

The minute that question came out of his mouth she knew she was in trouble, she was being forced to talk about her feelings, and that was about the scariest and cruelest thing you could ever do to her. With a nervous smile on her face she began: “Well I have lots fun with you…you keep me entertained that’s for sure!” … “I really enjoy spending time with you”. And every time she opened her mouth to say something that would hopefully get her out of the hole she was digging herself into, she saw disappointment taking over a bigger portion of his face.

But what she supposed to do? Admit that she was truly happy to have him in her life. That when she closed her eyes at night she could still feel that final kiss of the night, that when she woke up in the morning for a split second she thought of him and that was enough to initiate the first smile of the day. That for the first time in her life she didn’t feel like running, her heart wanted to stick around this time. That she could actually come out hurt this time. So she stopped blabbering for a few seconds and with a sincere and terrified look on her face she said the following: “Let’s just say you’re the good part of my day”

“Fair enough” said the boy as he let out an amused smile and took his girlfriend’s nervous hand.