Pink Mailboxes

One of us is gonna be here and

One of us is gonna be running

Off alone into the great unknown

You're not me, you're a model of freedom

All you need are your kicks when you need 'em

Come and go, caught that slow alright

With one hand off the side

We get farther away in the blink of an eye

And it's the time we waste

Swallowed into space

It's the time it takes to blow away

To blow away

To blow away

Hey, hey you, yeah you gotta be leaving,

Say what you want, what you say, say anything

No one knows just how deep it goes

We are old in your teenaged tyranny

And all you need is a hunger to feed

I've got my own secrets though, say what?

With a heart full of mess and lore

We are doomed but we wanted more

It's the ride we take

The many winged escape

It's the bough we break to blow away

To blow away

And we blow away

One of us is now retreating

You knocked me down so hard I'm seeing a thousand stars

Come out where you are'

Cause I won't ever be caught crying

And I will not be taken lying down

It blows into smoke

The time we waste

Swallowed into space

It's the time it takes to blow

It's the ride we take

The many winged escape

It's the bough we break to blow away

To blow away

It's the times we say that no one's gonna take your place

It's a mistake to blow away

To blow away

We blow away

A Fine Frenzy's new song "Blow Away"

I just love this song, its beautifully written. Actually, I love all of A Fine Frenzy's music, its so poetic and dreamlike. Another thing I love is pink mailboxes with letters wrapped with blue ribbon. This isn't my mailbox, as much as I wish it were, but someday I shall have a grand old house with a long driveway and at the end of it shall be a Cotton candy pink mailbox. I love getting mail, especially letters (and magazines!), but sadly no one writes them anymore. For the longest time I was pen pals with my friend Allie, we would write to each other weekly, telling each other our hopes, our dreams, and everything else in between. The funniest thing was that we only live about five minutes away from each other, not a world away! For us though letter writing aloud us the opportunity to say things that we might not be able to face to face. I think I want to get back into letter writing, it may be considered a dying art with all this facebook, and twitter stuff but I'm going to keep it alive for as long as I can. I mean, who doesn't love getting something in a pink mailbox?

Jem