St. Patricks Day By: John Mayer
The Holidays are approaching and you know what that means. The only way to survive the winter's cold is to find love to call your own. No one wants to be alone at Christmas time, and when January comes we're all numb inside from the cold, our relationships are almost forcing us to stay together.
John knows this, in fact he's on a mission to find her, the girl to come home to after a long day at work, because that sounds an awfully lot better than an empty house.
So they begin dating and he learns of her. She tells him the name of her brothers and her favorite color and he's learning her. Through the holidays he see's that they aren't the only victims. Everybody else seems to be wanting to be just like them.
And what happens when your "always" is all that you give? Will you take what you learn and use it for the spring?
Pollen and Salt By: Daphne Loves Derby
Silance is loud even in a peaceful world, without you. The evenings are calm but I am restless. Not even the mighty sky can fill space you left behind, not even when it rains.
You were too great to replace. So I hold my breath for many nights in a row. And in places I've never been to I know you're painting your dreams, you're achieving them, without me.
My sweetest memories of you are all I have left, but I'm willing to give them away if I could just be with you, again.
Last night you'll never believe what happened. I drempt you were with us, and finally I could breathe again.
The Greatest By: Cat Power
"Once I wanted to be the greatest..."
We all say we want to be the greatest when were playing on the playground. And then something happens, your situation, your circumstance changes. It's that moment of clarity when you realize, it's just that, a dream. Your natural instinct is to fight for it even harder, and disappointment will follow. You accept it.
Chan tells us it's okay to be average. And that failed ambition is inside us all. Will you be one to accept that your goals and dreams will never be achieved? Will you let it humble you? Well, if my input means something, I'd tell you that I haven't let it humble me yet. I'm too stubborn.
