I lay in the sun and thought to myself this is what heaven feels like.
Sounds floating in through my door, my world slowly turning blue; the light-oh God the light, pouring in, burning killing living loving what have you. My heart racing with the mere thought of it. Quadraphonic beauty seeps in my skull, filling my head with thoughts of brighter places weird fishes, of colors never before seen and songs that will be heard by no one but me. Of car crashes on dark moonless nights and slow exposures of sunrises. Of bright autumn afternoons with no purpose, of torrid days filled with only you, of sweeping symphonies and sharp refrains, of being so in love the world was made new before my very eyes. I'll let you sing me to sleep-I'm already there, I'm somewhere, I'm bright, I'm alive, I'm everything.