"Young And Beautiful"


I've seen the world
Done it all
Had my cake now
Diamonds, brilliant
And Bel Air now
Hot summer nights, mid July
When you and I were forever wild
The crazy days, city lights
The way you'd play with me like a child


Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?


I've seen the world, lit it up
As my stage now
Channeling angels in the new age now
Hot summer days, rock 'n' roll
The way you play for me at your show
And all the ways I got to know
Your pretty face and electric soul


Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?


Dear lord, when I get to heaven
Please let me bring my man
When he comes tell me that you'll let him in
Father tell me if you can
Oh that grace, oh that body
Oh that face makes me wanna party
He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds


Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I'm not young and beautiful?

-Lana Del Rey
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_1aF54DO60

Blushing

I?ve been told when a human dies the Soul misses the Body.

Actually grieves, grieves the loss of its hands and all they could hold.

Misses the kissing lips, the searching tongue, the throat closing shy

reading out loud on the first day of school.

The Soul misses the weather of the chest,

the hard whether when love walks away.

Misses the stubbed toe, the churning belly,

and the funny bone. The Soul still asks, Why did the funny bone do that?

The Soul misses the tears and the thirsty garden cheeks.

Misses how the Body could sleep through a dream.

What else could sleep through a dream? What else could laugh?

What else can wrinkle the smile?s autograph?

The Soul misses the falling eyelash waiting to be wished.

The river wrist screaming away the blade.

The underdog heart winning, winning, winning the game.

The Soul misses the lisp, and the limp, and the coyote mind

always plotting a new shape, a new size.

The Soul misses how hard the eyes fought off history to see clearly,

to see the holy bruise- blue from that army of blood rushing to the wound?s side.

When a human dies the Soul scours the universe for something blushing,

for something shaking in the cold, for something with teeth

biting its own nails to calm the panic nerve,

for something stretching the word ?brave? up up into love.

The Soul misses love, that swinging chandelier in the shack-castle chest.

Even misses the grief fist-fighting the light,

breaking the light?s jaw, spitting on its faith.

?What else can hunger?? the Soul asks.

"What else can freckle? What else can clumsy?"

The fist that was never taught to curl- curls.

The teeth that were never taught to clench- clench.

The Body that was never taught to make love makes love

like a hungry ghost digging its way out of the grave.

The Soul misses the un-forever of old age, the skin that no longer fits.

The Soul misses every single day the Body was sick, the NOW it forced,

the HERE it built from the fever.

The Soul misses the way the body inflamed to hold its own loneliness.

Misses the legs aching up the stairs, misses the fear

that climbed up the vocal chords to curse the wheelchair.

The Soul misses how the Body could not let go.

What else could hold on so tightly to everything?

What else could hear the chain of a swing

and fall to its knees on the kitchen floor?

What else could touch the metal grate of a screen door and taste lemonade?

What else could come back from a war and not come back?

would hold its own ears, curled up in the basement on the 4th of July

then walk up the stairs to hold a daughter, to sing a lullaby?

When a human dies the Soul moves through the galaxy

trying to describe how the Body breathed, how it cried for its mother,

how a wound would heal given nothing but time.

Do you understand? Nothing in space ever believes.

No ray of light can fathom the speed of terror, the heat of shame,

a belly full of butterflies, the fingertips pulling that first gray hair

and throwing it away.

?How could we possibly believe in goose bumps,? the stars say.

?How could we possibly believe??

-Andrea Gibson

Show your colors girl in the morning light
It's on again, it's on again
Recreate the world in your own good vibes
It's on again, it's on again

Show your colors girl, show show your colors girl, gotta show your colors girl!

I wake up thinking bout my purpose
And wonder if I'm really worth it
It's all been sung before and you've all heard it
Your life is your design, so go ahead and design it.
Your star is in the sky, so go ahead align it.
Cause you're forever lost, until you go and find it.
(Go, go! )
Go find it!

My life requires certain gears
I'm making faces in the mirror
And when it's hard to let go of my fears
Your life is your design, so go ahead design it.
Your star is in the sky, so go ahead align it.
Cause your're forever lost, until you go and find it.

Show your colors girl in the morning light
It's on again, it's on again
Recreate the world in your own good vibes
It's on again, it's on again
It's all in your head, in your head, in your head
Show your colors girl, show show your colors girl, gotta show your colors girl!

"Colors" by Genevieve

Wings

Sunlight comes creeping in
Illuminates our skin
We watch the day go by
Stories of all we did
It made me think of you
It made me think of you

Under a trillion stars
We danced on top of cars
Took pictures of the stage
So far from where we are
They made me think of you
They made me think of you

Oh lights go down
In the moment we're lost and found
I just wanna be by your side
If these wings could fly
For the rest of our lives

I'm in a foreign state
My thoughts they slip away
My words are leaving me
They caught an aeroplane
Because I thought of you
Just from the thought of you

Oh lights go down
In the moment we're lost and found
I just wanna be by your side
If these wings could fly
Oh damn these walls
In the moment we're ten feet tall
And how you told me after it all
We'd remember tonight
For the rest of our lives

If these wings could fly

Oh lights go down
In the moment we're lost and found
I just wanna be by your side
If these wings could fly
Oh damn these walls
In the moment we're ten feet tall
And how you told me after it all
We'd remember tonight
For the rest of our lives

-Birdy

https://youtu.be/WJTXDCh2YiA

Saturn

You taught me the courage of stars before you left.
How light carries on endlessly, even after death.
With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite.
How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

I couldn?t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down
But I could never find a pen.
I?d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

I couldn?t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down
But I could never find a pen.
I?d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

With shortness of breath, I?ll explain the infinite
How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.

~ Sleeping At Last