There’s a distance I perceive between the summer and the dream.
Like a melody between you and me.
Like a work of art– longing at the heart
Express what cannot be shown, draw pictures of the unknown.
There’s a distance I perceive between the summer and the dream.
Like a melody between you and me.
Like a work of art– longing at the heart
Express what cannot be shown, draw pictures of the unknown.
There’s a distance, I perceive
Between the summer and a dream,
Like a melody
Between you and me.
Like a work of art
Longing at the heart
Express what can’t be shown
Draw pictures of the unknown.
Dis yer place is a frozen
An island in the snow
All the people dance so gritty
All the people move so slow
Dis yer place is cold and icy
The winter winds they always blow
Spend the time in the cloudy
Make the people oh so cold
Wish I knew you in a different lifetime—different from this one.
Wish I’d met you on another planet—closer to the sun.
The heat would rise from our bodies—and melt into the air.
Ecological convergence—a bi-symmetrical pair.
Wish I knew you in a different way
Than gender and despair.
The Process of Making “Summer and a Dream” Documenting Caitlin said that she loves to document things. This seems to conflict with my avoidance of documenting things. I rarely even take pictures, and like to scratch lines on the beach that the tide will wash away at high tide. Through some strange path of personal […]