And through timeless words and priceless pictures / We'll fly like birds not of this earth / And tides they turn and hearts disfigure / But that's no concern when we're wounded together / And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts / But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it
Wednesday, November 5
-bounces knees in excitement-
-waits with bated breath-
-fluttering in trepidation-
Will it be the change that everyone (well, almost) is hoping for?