step into the light

I couldn't find the lyrics online to copy so here they are, typed out. (tg for cd cover!)

To make a tempest of our dreams
your white skin on my lips it seems
that I must thread our fingers
through this night without an end
so let your eyes uncover mine,
the fading heat, the broken lines,
the summer in the shadows
of your body next to mine

And goodnight, my darling
goodnight my heart's empty
the scenes that I'm playing
go crazy before me
when I close my eyes

But won't you step into the light
won't you move out of the shadows
won't you step into the light,
I'm losing my mind

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There's more than that but I don't need to type it all. I love listening to this song. It's so dreamy and I love the lines my mind draws when it's playing.

Went to Hopvine with Al tonight. She walked in just as I was having a difficult time comprehending the fact Grand Archives were playing the same night as Cut Chemist. It was a good break, having the interruption, though I still don't know what I'm going to do. Grand Archives will come again (they've played twice already since summer, right?) but Cut Chemist - ! Best news to follow that is Feral Children play Sunday. So at least I'm safe there. For the first time, I think, Al and I talked about how long we've been friends and the connections we have and have made since we met. That was fun - how often do you spend time reminiscing with a friend? Not just reliving the fun times and all you've shared but looking at the root of the friendship.

I have so much I want to accomplish lately, it makes me want to quit my job. Don't get me wrong - I still LOVE my job. The people I work with are fun and full of creative energy, each day brings new challenges so I am always learning and being pushed. I'm not a fan of being stagnant for too long. If I find myself in that position, I create my own ways around it. Plus, for looking at code and typing stuff (for the most part), we work on pretty cool websites. So there.

BUT. After work, I come home to my easel tugging at my sleeve. My camera is antsy to go sit out on the roof and take time-lapse photos. Sewing machine humming sweet tunes of all the things I've promised to create. So many opportunities to craft and create fun things! I get so excited.

I could just go to bed now, curl up as a happy roll of me. Plus it's late and this wine has done me good. xo.