Imaginal Journal
Imagination is Medicine
Sister by Angel Olsen
I saw it in her eyes
All it wasn't what she said
She came together like a dream
That I didn't know I had
From the sleeping life I lead
All the colours I've seen
I can't help but recognize
The brighter one in front of me
Oh the truth I thought I learned
And then it finally came along
Turned around and then it's there
All the love I thought was gone
I want to know you
I want to show you
I want to be there
I want to see her
Piece us together
Know it's forever
Show me the future
Tell me you'll be there
I want to go where
Nobody knows fear
I want to follow
My heart down that wild road
Everywhere I go
I can see your face
Alive and gone at once
Hey, it's the way I see this place
And though this blessing was a curse
Before I opened up my heart
You learn to take it as it comes
You fall together, fall apart
I want to know you
I want to show you
I want to be there
I want to see her
Live it through your eyes
Piece us together
Know that this wild road
Will go on forever
I want to live life
I want to die right
Next to you
All my life I thought I'd change
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“I hope you will go out and let stories, that is life, happen to you, and that you will work with these stories... water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom.”
