That we meet in our middle way, on our way back down to earth.
Profile Pamela 11071995 I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? Tagboard Credits ©Glamouresque.	Tuesday, October 13, 2009 This is nice, the first song on the playlist. Mika- We are Golden super sane should watch mv. Teenage dreams in a teenage circus Running around like a clown on purpose Who gives a damn about the family you come from? No giving up when you're young and you want some Running around again Running for running Waking up In the midday sun What's to live for? You could see what I've done Staring at emotion In the light of day I was running From the things that you'd say We are not what you think we are We are golden, we are golden. We are not what you think we are We are golden, we are golden. Teenage dreams in a teenage circus Running around like a clown on purpose Who gives a damn about the family you come from? No giving up when you're young and you want some Running around again Running for running Running around again Running for running I was a boy At an open door Why you staring Do you still think that you know? Looking for treasure In the things that you threw Like a magpie I live for glitter, not you We are not what you think we are We are golden, we are golden. We are not what you think we are We are golden, we are golden. Teenage dreams in a teenage circus Running around like a clown on purpose Who gives a damn about the family you come from No giving up when you're young and you want some Now I'm sitting alone I'm finally looking around Left here on my own I'm gonna hurt myself Maybe losing my mind I'm still wondering why Had to let the world let it bleed dry We are not what you think we are We are not what you think we are We are not what you think we are We are golden, we are golden Teenage dreams in a teenage circus Running around like a clown on purpose Who gives a damn about the family you come from No giving up when you're young and you want some Running around again Running for running Running around again Running for running We are not what you think we are We are golden, we are golden.