DISCOVER FIONA'S APPLE

After a cetain number of colors After a certain number of years Matter mattering in the brain The color of overcast too Wintry mornings...

up in the hills is where she breathed with her physicality but just down the road her avatar groaned in the hospital at the bottom of the...

Love, love, love the dirrerence that makes the difference But so what It is the outcome that is important Even though i refiuse the...

Crak crak crak Brak brak brak it remains to be seen what the dragons mean Am i good enough crak, crak, crak to call a villain's bluff...

i followed a rainbow... until it followed me as beautiful as it was it still spooked my habit... of being not afraid So, i'm walking...

what's it mean to an elf to be old? In years, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand... this time... does it mean anything to an elf? this...

I dug for three months, i dug again for three months, I dug for three months more the nine month hole i dug was begging to be more dug...

it's built into the wall the monster, in the dark at least it was suppose to stay as only a work of art. i left the room empty and you...

The die is cast the focus is there measuring the moment to go on a tear fiona bear's romp is a priceless treasure she leaves all in her...

it's another day of the sun another day to feel well not gonna put my feet up or sit here doing nothing cuz then i got no story to tell i...

I've never known the difference between where i am and where i am with myself I guess i'm gathered, fully equipped to be twice where i am...

snow! snow! snow! everywhere, snow! 10 feet this way, 10 feet that, i'm stuck in neutral as the ice seems... hot? crazy! crazy! crazy!...

Too many blueberries, eck! where are he raspberries? yum... i love the blackberries, uh huh... but i'm stuck here with coconut, and...

to wiggle is divine. self expression intertwined. if i wiggle i know the score for sure. on the other side of wiggle is a waggle thinking...

wanting to manage it. the stress without it flows over the brim of its self containment, rattling my brain... it, turns out, it's missing...

dreaming of dreaming... it seems to have stopped. remembering remembering the way it truly was. if I dream of a car driven by a star......

Winning, winning, winning, no way out, it remains the same. What will come of it? It's not for me. I'll be on my way to avoid the...