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The Pink Delta

random. blabberings. and. personal. journal.

Aquarius

12/7/08

I'm not a skillful water carrier, but I have learned to carry love.
It's only this weekend that I get to really appreciate this song by Regina Spektor. How could I not see, it's beautiful!

Aquarius
Regina Spektor

Dear someone listening in the shadows,
I only talk to you sometimes.
And though I ask for help in riddles,
it is, clearer in my mind, clearer in my mind.

Born of a sign that carries vessels,
but in a month as cold as ice.
I know I question things too quickly,
but I have never questioned if I've loved, loved.

Dear someone watching from the shadows,
I'm clenching water in my fists.
The droughts they slip right through my fingers,
but there's water on my lips, water on my lips.

Born of a sign that carries vessels,
but in a month that brings just ice.
I know I question things too quickly,
but I've never wondered if I've loved, loved.

Dear someone watching from the shadows,
you've seen me lose all the water from my hands.
I'm not a skillfull water carrier,
but the raindrops keep falling on my head,
falling on my head.

Born of a sign that carries water,
but in a month that brings just ice.
I'm not a skillfull water carrier
but I've, learned to carry love,
learned to carry love.

I'm not a skillfull water carrier,
but I've learned to carry love.

Posted by Cai at 7.12.08    

Labels: musicology

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

nice

Wed Dec 10, 07:13:00 PM 2008  

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