You're counting my feathers as the bells toll

[shamanicshaymin]

So Dad cut off the Internet from my brother's computer to make his work. Now I'm stuck with a laptop with a broken right-click tab, so the only way I can really navigate is fingerpad. And Dad's portable mouse won't be read. Egad, this is ridiculous.

Other than that, I don't really know how I feel. I can express myself through song, I guess.

Hello, Earth
Hello, Earth
With just one hand held up high
I can blot you out
Out of sight

Peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, little Earth
With just my heart and my mind
I can be driving
Driving home
And you asleep
On the seat

I get out of my car
Step into the night
And look up at the sky
And there's something bright
Traveling fast
Look at it go!
Look at it go!

("Listen!")

Watching storms
Start to form
Over America
Can't do anything
Just watch them swing
With the wind
Out to sea

All you sailors
("Get out of the waves! Get out of the water!")
All life-savers
("Get out of the waves! Get out of the water!")
All you cruisers
("Get out of the waves! Get out of the water!")
All you fishermen
Head for home

Go to sleep, little Earth
I was there at the birth
Out of the cloudburst
The head of the tempest
Murderer!
Murder of calm
Why did I go?
Why did I go?

"Tiefer, tiefer
Irgendwo in der tiefe
Gibt es ein licht"

Go to sleep little Earth...

~Hello Earth~
~Kate Bush~

And that would be me and my state of mind at the moment. Aka contemplative and somewhat otherworldly. Now for a song that makes me think of Morty/Eusine. Most of it anyway. But some of the lines really hit it home for me.

In my head I found you there and
Running around and following me
But you don't, oh, dare, now
But I find that I have, now
More then I ever wanted to

So maybe Thomas Jefferson
Wasn't born in your backyard
Like you have said and
Maybe I'm just the horizon you run to when
She has left you there, you, are
Here in my head
And running around and calling me

"Come back I'll show you the roses
That brush off the snow
And open their petals again and again"
And you know that
Apple green ice cream
Can melt in your hands
I can't, so...

I held your hand at the fair
And even forgot what time it was
And even Thomas Jefferson
Wasn't born in your backyard
Like you have said and
Maybe I'm just the horizon you run to
When she has left
You and me here
Alone on the floor
You're counting my feathers
As the bells toll
You see the bow and the belt
And the girl from the south
All favorites of mine
You know them all well
And spring brings fresh little puddles
That makes it all clear
Makes it all...
Hey! Do you know
Hey! Do you know
What this is doing to me?
Oh, here...
here...
here. in my head

~here. in my head~
~Tori Amos~

"Do you sometimes just dream? And you think your dreams are what you're really living, but you're really not. That's like my life all the time. I'm always in this dream going 'Wow, this is really happening!'. And it's like, 'No Tori, it isn't, this is just all in your mind.' And this song came from that place, it's like all in my mind. I think I write better when I'm all in my mind, so in a way it's kind of good that I live in my dreams than it is anyway..."