I spent a good deal of today talking about other people. Lives that i’m accounting for.
So now i’m gonna talk about the one life i’m responsible for.
In the autumn on the ground,
Between the traffic and the ordinary sounds
I am thinking signs and seasons while a north wind blows through
i watch as lovers pass me by
Walking stories – whos and hows and whys
Musing lazily on love
I’ll give it time, give it space and be still for a spell
When it’s time to walk that way we wana walk it well
I’ll be waiting for you baby
I’ll be holding back the darkest night
Love is waiting til we’re ready, til it’s right
Love is waiting.
-Love Is Waiting-Brooke Fraser-
It’s that time of the night where thoughts come together. And only You can make sense of it all.
When the time comes, i’ll post the other half of the song :)
Just for the record, i answer no questions.