There's beauty in the breakdown... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Charmed Life Let's do it, let's pack everything into the back of my little SUV and move to Toronto. We can find a little apartment in the artsy section of the city and scrimp by on Ramen and peanut butter. You could finally make money being the artist that you have always dreamed of. To hell with practicality, my daddy's rich. We can live off my trust fund until we both find the financial security that we have searched for. We can have a charmed life. I can finally start my independent record store that will only sell vinyl and CDs of the music that I like. Jeff Buckley and Dashboard and all the classics. We can spend the nights making screen tees and buttons and compilation discs. And when the night fades into a brilliant sunrise, we can sip coffee from the rooftop as the sky is illuminated into hues of blush and crimson and mauve. We can have a charmed life. After a few years, we will inevitably think about opening another venture. You've always said I had a knack for design. We could start a little gallery/boutique to house both of our designs. With your work adorning the walls, I could display my bags and shoes and skirts on the show floor. And of course, we would be fabulously successful at every endeavor because that is who we are. We would host amazing parties or benefits or openings, and everyone would compete for an invite. And our family would come to visit from that tiny suburb in Missouri and look on in disbelief at what we have built. We can have a charmed life. We could surround ourselves with a vast array of friends from all walks of life. We would have musician friends who play from different genres like swing and jazz and punk. We would have sculptor friends and journalists and novelists. We would know the local socialites and important politicans and university professors. Within our reach would be the top experts in the science and health fields. We can have a charmed life. Let's go. Toronoto is only a drive away, we could be there by the morning. We would have the charmed life. It's a charmed life, unexplainable grace. Stumbling, you fall right into place. It's a childlike world and you can feel the magic far from the typically tragic. That's the beauty of a charmed life. Who needs to know when it all comes and when it all goes? Who needs to know just when fate will take you there? ("Charmed Life" - Leigh Nash) 12:18 PM - 07.24.04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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