Workin' on our night moves.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
replaced by everyday.
Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September's coming soon.
I'm pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
could not describe nightswimming.
You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
this one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.
The photograph reflects,
every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.
Went to the cinemas with Christina tonight. We saw Red Eye. It was good, actually. Especially when he head-butts her on the airplane, that made me laugh really hard. Cillian Murphy (the lead male) has really stunning eyes. They're electric blue. The type that, if I were ever to meet him, I would probably have issues with looking at his face because they're really intense. But enough about Cillian Murphy's eyes.
I would really love to go for a drive, at this very moment. But alas, I can't.
So. Basically. As stupid as this sounds, I almost feel like I'm tired of school. Well, at least high school. I did the straight up prep thing for the past 11 years. I kind of just want to move on with my life alreaday. I like being a kid but at the same time I've come to find that life at home can be violently unsatisfying. It's because I realized that my parents aren't always right..or at least that I have differences in opinion on matters and when I express them, I get "in trouble." I'm not the little girl I used to be, and I can see that they're having a hard time with it. I don't want to always go on hikes with my padre and things of that nature. I know we're growing apart but it had to happen sooner or later...it's not like I don't miss it. I wish I could express that more clearly to them so that we could understand each other better. I wish change could occur without anything having to change..if that makes any sense.
Ah, what are wishes but sparkle-covered wastes of breath?
After all this it's time to go get my red and black outfit out and go listen to My Chemical Romance.
Haha. Just kidding.
Actually I'm going to go read more of "Atlas Shrugged" and listen to music.
And stare at my kick-ass new shoes.
I feel better already!
Meghan