That Summer
Thought of it randomly, wrote it down, the girls said they liked it so I´m putting it up.
That summer
I lost my heart to Madrid
To a world just beyond my reach
So close to home but never my own
I lost my mind to Barcelona
In the city´s seaof all there could be
The wind carrying it away on the waves
I lost everything to Cadiz
A dream that couldn´t be real
But I tasted it and touched it and smelled it
In Spain I lost so much
But in my loss I found myself
In the elaborate palacios,
the peace of the alhambra,
in the uneven streats
That summer I lost myself
And found that I didn´t mind
Living
I wrote this the other day on the bus from Madrid to Granada while I was bored. It´s a six hour bus ride, but really pretty. It´s nothing special, just sort of how I´ve been feeling lately.
There is what you want
then there is what you get
The great part is
what you want can change in an instant
The hard part is
sometimes it takes a broken heart
There are the friends you had
the friends you have
and the friends you meet along the way
There is the expected and then there is the unexpected
And it all winds in and out of each other
And we change our steps to keep pace
And we feel around blindly to find a way
And we lead each other into the newest parts of our lives
There is sadness and then there are tears
There are smiles and then there is laughter
There is talking and then there is living
but in the end
you can always have what you want.
