Thursday, April 2, 2009

Bouncing off clouds



I love, love, LOVE the piano in this. Wherever I am, on the bus or at work or in bed, I can't help but twist and drum my fingers around to match it.

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bouncing off of clouds, we were
is their a love lost and found?

make it easy, make this easy
it's not as heavy as it seems
wrapped in metal, wrapped in ivy
painted in mint ice cream

we could be bouncing off the top of this cloud
(I'll put on my silver)
bouncing off the top of this cloud

failure to respond, but
I did, but did you listen?

bouncing off the top of this cloud
(I'll put on my silver)
about what you said, has it come to this?
(I'll put on my silver)
bouncing off the top off this cloud

well, you can stare all day at the sky
but that won't bring her back
that won't bring her back
you say you're waiting on fate
but I think fate is now
I think fate is now
waiting on us

make it easy, easy, easy
we could make this easy
easy, love, easy

we could make this easy, make this easy
it's not as heavy as it seems
make this easy, make this easy
it's not as heavy as it seems
wrapped in metal, wrapped in ivy
blue umbrellas smiling

we could be bouncing off the top of this cloud
(I'll put on my silver)
about what you said, has it come to this?
(I'll put on my silver)
bouncing off the top off this cloud

bouncing off of clouds, we were

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