singing home from the metro to coldplay on an autumn night

by Molly Malone


The darkness squeezes between the city lights
Yellow flashes cutting across its peace
Her voice harmonizes to impossible heights

Look at the stars

We don’t know what we’ll do when we arrive
We only know Fairfax city and crooked yellow lines
Chris Martin leads and we’re all glad to be alive

Look how they shine for you

I’m the picky one, no Ting Tings and Muse
I want something to sing to a yellow moon
We all know this is something we’ll lose

And all the things that you do

The windows up because the backseat was cold
The lights I hope will flash yellow glow red instead
We sit while my melody and their harmonies fold

Look how they shine for you

Look how they shine for you



Look how they shine for you



Italics © Coldplay

a long weekend

I went to VA with my big bro and sis this weekend. I discovered that I have been richly blessed.

Plug, Close, Shut, Fold, Stop

Plug your ears
Close your eyes
Shut your mouth
Fold your hands
Stop your breath

Plug your ears
Don't listen to those around you
They don't care
Do they?

Plug your ears
Close your eyes
Shut your mouth
Fold your hands
Stop your breath

Close your eyes
Don't look at the pain around you
It doesn't matter
Does it?

Plug your ears
Close your eyes
Shut your mouth
Fold your hands
Stop your breath

Shut your mouth
Don't speak against evil around you
It wouldn't help
Would it?

Plug your ears
Close your eyes
Shut your mouth
Fold your hands
Stop your breath

Fold your hands
Don't reach to help those around you
They don't want you
Do they?

Plug your ears
Close your eyes
Shut your mouth
Fold your hands
Stop your breath

Stop your breath
Don't bother to breathe the air around you
You don't need it
Do you?