There's something about this song that makes me want to sit in the darkest corner of my room and play the guitar for hours and hours, just for the sheer peculiarity of it all. It makes me want to run outside in the middle of the night in my polka dot pajamas to look at the stars. I don't look at them nearly as often as I should; I don't think anyone does, really. It triggers a strange sense of curiosity in me towards the simplest things; the grass, the sky, the sea, the color purple. But mostly, I think of life and the world and innocence; these gifts that are so generously handed to us, but that we never stop to appreciate because we, as humans, are selfish. We take things we don't even realize we have for granted. We don't share our toys in the sandbox anymore, even though we know we should. We think we know the answer to everything, and if we don't understand something, then it must not be real or important. But there are a lot of things we don't understand. Like why people jump off of buildings; why our calender says January when it's really March. Why that man in our town always runs through the streets naked and looks in people's windows at night. Who we are as people, and the planet that we live on. How all of this came to be in the first place. But people still jump off of buildings, and do things we can't explain. Still, the world spins on its axis, and still we remain alive. But we don't care about those things. Why waste our time with such nonsense? The world is sick with apathy, and I hate it. So I stop to raise my gaze and look up at the stars, and when I do, it amazes me that something that appears to be so close can be so incredibly far away. It takes us years to travel to the moon and yet, it seems as though we could touch it if we simply cared to extend a hand. Maybe the earth isn't even real; maybe everything we've ever known in life is a lie, just a way to justify everything that life presents to us. I don't know, and I probably never will. Maybe we're not supposed to.
oh, hello, my name is kendra - hopeless introvert and lover of words, music, sign language, and people watching. i don't like to put myself in a box, although they are by far the cutest geometric shape.