Self Portrait

She’s been loud, she’s been quiet and meek. She’s been sitting in a field of wheat and the light was golden, she finally grew older. Finally got to stand up on her own two feet. This girl, finally finding voice with which to speak.

Song Of The Moment : Something About What Happens When We Talk
Lucinda Williams

If I had my way I’d be in your town
I might not stay but at least I would’ve been around
Cause there’s something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk
Does this make sense It doesn’t matter anyway
Is it coincidence or was it meant to be
Cause there’s something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk
Conversation with you was like a drug
It wasn’t your face so much as it was your words
Cause there’s something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk

Well I can’t stay round cause I’m going back south
But all I regret now is I never kissed your mouth
Cause there’s something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk
Cause there’s something about what happens when we talk
Something about what happens when we talk

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