Brian Andreas makes me laugh and cry and sometimes ponder the mysteries of life. He's a wry, quirky, talented writer/illustrator whose words speaks for me when I have none . Today, I was browsing through his website and stubbed my toe on the following:
The Secret to the Life I Live:
The sound of what cannot be seen
sings within everything that can
and there is nothing more to it than that.
So I ask you, what is the secret to the life you live? Feel free to leave a comment. If this is too heavy for you to contemplate, something silly will do just as well.
Oh, you can check out his website here.
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These song lyrics have been ruining me as of late.
I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along
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