what light
Journal Entry: Wed Apr 9, 2008, 2:20 AM
- Drinking: YooHoo... what the fuck is this shit
Wilco:
What Light
If you feel like singing a song
And you want other people to sing along
Just sing what you feel
Dont let anyone say its wrong
And if youre trying to paint a picture
But youre not sure which colors belong
Just paint what you see
Dont let anyone say its wrong
And if youre strung out like a kite
Or stung awake in the night
Its alright to be frightened
When theres a light (what light)
Theres a light (one light)
Theres a light (white light)
Inside of you
If you think you might need somebody
To pick you up when you drag
Dont loose sight of yourself
Dont let anyone change your bag
And if the whole worlds singing your songs
And all of your paintings have been hung
Just remember what was yours is everyones from now on
And thats not wrong or right
But you can struggle with it all you like
You'll only get uptight
Because theres a light (what light)
Theres a light (one light)
Theres a light (white light)
Theres a light (what light)
Theres a light (one light)
Theres a light (white light)
Theres a light (what light)
Theres a light (one light)
Theres a light (white light)
Theres a light (what light)
Theres a light (one light)
Theres a light (white light)
Inside of you
Devious Comments
I see the Crumb influence in your work now after reading that your favorite cartoon character is Mr. Natural. have you seen the Crumb documentary?
I like your gallery too.
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"i'm not coming with you wendy. you're wrong about mothers. i thought, like you, a long time ago that my mother would leave the window open. so i stayed away for moons and moons, and when i flew back, there was another little boy. sleeping in my bed."
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R.I.P_+_T.R.I.N.N.Y
Cutest dog i have ever seen love you
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A Bullet sound's the same in every language
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THE BODY IS PERFECTO
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Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest
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"we weren't hipsters, hippies or hicks, we were something in between- we were just: Art Kids from the Country"
My Gallery
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Что ты скажешь, если я засуну палец тебе в за
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"I went into the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life... to put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived."
I love Neil Perry.
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