21 July 2007
Shhhhhhhhhhhh....lie down. See the ceiling? Feel the still heat? Hear the quiet? This song's for me, and this paper airplane's for you. Written on the paper is a contract between you and the person who catches it. You can toss it at whoever you choose, and then you're set for life. You can either toss at it your long-term boyfriend, or you can let it go up high in a stadium and see who you get. You can mail it to someone famous, though I wouldn't recommend it. But for now, in the still heat, the quiet, looking up at the ceiling, I'm about to fall asleep (I roll, watch out) because I'm tired from imagining all the ways to find out you chose me.
[posted by Dan of Said The Gramophone]
Said The Gramophone is a precious gem to me because nothing gets to me as much as the beautiful prose up there. If you thought there cannot be that many ways to write about music and songs, you're very wrong. Those guys are brilliant and an inspiration.
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