Vincent

But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

don mclean

Life As a House

If you were a house, you would want to be built on rock over-looking the sea.

I always thought of myself as a house. I was always what I lived in. It didn't need to be big. It didn't even need to be beautiful. It just needed to be mine. I became what I was meant to be. I built myself a life. I built myself a house.

Heroes

We are the heroes of our own stories.

Hail To Whatever You Found In The Sunlight That Surrounds You

Pretend all the good things are for you
pretend all the good things are for me too
And the weather changes not halfway between your house and mine