a beautiful mess...

Far far, there's this little girl
She was praying for something to happen to her
Everyday she writes words and more words
Just to speak out the thoughts that keep floating inside
And she's strong when the dreams come cos' they
Take her, cover her, they are all over
The reality looks far now, but don't go

How can you stay outside?
There's a beautiful mess inside
How can you stay outside?
There's a beautiful mess inside

Far far, there's this little girl
She was praying for something good to happen to her
From time to time there are colors and shapes
Dazzling her eyes, tickling her hands
They invent her a new world with
Oil skies and aquarelle rivers
But don't you run away already
Please don't go

How can you stay outside?
There's a beautiful mess inside
How an you stay outside?
There's a beautiful mess inside
Take a deep breath and dive
There's a beautiful mess inside
How can you stay outside?
There's a beautiful mess
Beautiful mess inside

Far far there's this little girl
She was praying for something big to happen to her
Every night she ears beautiful strange music
It's everywhere there's nowhere to hide
But if it fades she begs
"Oh Lord, don't take it from me, don't take it yourselves"

I guess I'll have to give it birth, to give it birth
I guess, i guess, i guess i have to give it birth
I guess i have to, have to give it birth
There's a beautiful mess inside and it's everywhere

So shake it yourself now deep inside
Deeper than you ever dared
Deeper than you ever dared
There's a beautiful mess inside
Beautiful mess inside

Far, Far by YAEL NAIM

This is an amazing song by Yael Naim. And if you don't know who I am talking about then for goodness sake, please google her. Listen to this song- it is AMAZING. It is also one of my theme songs. I will have to do a top 10 on that sometime.

Every time I hear this song, I am that girl.
I listen to those words- they tumble inside at all times. So many, I can't always get them out. Those dreams do make me strong; but when I don't believe, when I can't believe, they die- and part of me dies with them....every time. The colors call to me and make my life happier. When I focus on the colors- I feel dazzling....I am dazzling. I dazzle. And the music...it is truly a transporting power. Terrible and heart-wrenching and too sweet to let go. I never want to let go of the music....do you?

And I do pray. For something. For something good. For something BIG.

It is a beautiful mess inside.
I am the beautiful mess.
And the only way to know more, to be more-
Dive in.
Deeper than I've dared.