Yesterday was my birthday. I don't do birthdays very well. It's all tied up in feelings of self-worth (actually, no feelings of self-worth is the better way to say it.) I have a hard time being the recipient of love. Long story short, I don't feel I deserve it. And I've put myself in some bad situations and in with some really shitty people because I guess I felt that's the best I deserved. (You know who you are.)
Anyway, still, Dede sent me this link wishing me happy birthday from Margo, Michael, Peter, Alan Anton, Neil Young and Dede.
You're always so on spot, darling. Thank you so much...
There is a town in north Ontario,
With dreams comforts memories to spare,
and in my mind I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there,
Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby can you hear me now?
The chains are locked and tied across the door,
Baby, sing with me somehow.
Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
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