Comfort Music

[kittydesade]

The children of the summer's end
Gathered in the dampened grass
We played our songs and felt the London skies
Resting on our hands, it was God's land
It was ragged and naive
It was heaven
We touched the very soul
Of holding each and every life
We claimed the very source of joy ran through
It didn't but it seemed that way
I kissed a lot of people that day
David Bowie
Memory of the Free Festival

They say your life is going very well
They say you sparkle like a different girl
But something tells me that you hide
When all the world is warm and tired
You cry a little in the dark
Well, so do I
David Bowie
Letter to Hermione

Do you believe in a love at first sight?
Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time.
What do you see when you turn out the light?
I can't tell you but I know it's mine
The Beatles
With A Little Help From My Friends