Take me to new places. Take me far away from here to somehwere warmer. Take me to a place where they don't buy gloves. Take me to somewhere old and familiar. Take me to the beaches where the sand is so hot it makes you run to the shore. Take me to where the women bathe on towels and the men are on their surf board, trying to attract the women. Take me to where the buildings are white and the roads are cobbled. Take me to the quaint coffee houses. Take me to the air conditioned rooms and cold, hard tiled floors. Take me to the open plan kitchens and dinning rooms. Take me back.
Show me new places. Show me far away from here. Show me sky scrapers and mirrored buildings. Show me busy streets and busier pathways. Show me billboards as tall as buildings. Show me 'malls' and 'trash cans'. Show me something completely new and different. Show me the black tangled hearts. Show me places that are the opposite of what I'm used to. Show me how it could be.
Push me out of my comfort zone. Push me into unknown territory. Push me to make me change my lifestyle.
Want me to move on and out. Want me to adapt to my new life. Want me to try new and wonderful things. Want me to fall in love, get married and have children. Want me to settle down and be content. Want me to get a steady job that I'll mildly enjoy.
Take me somewhere old and familiar.
Show me how it could be.
Push my to make me change my lifestyle.
Want me to try new and wonderful things.
Take me to The Neon Ballroom.
Wednesday, 29 April 2009
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