Jason Mraz- Tonight, Not Again

The night.
She brushed her hands upon my flushed cheek
Smelled of childhood remnants of a dusty weeping willow
Clouds soothe, shredded by the calico
We're oh so vast and quick as I was on my own now.

This time like every other time I believe that I never find
Another sweet little girl with sequined sea foam eyes
Ocean lapping voice smile coy as the brightest quiet span of sky
And I'm all alone again tonight not again, not again, not again.

And don't it feel alright, and don't it feel so nice...Lovely.

Still I'm unable to inhale all the riches
As I'm awkward as a wound on my bones
Still I've got cobblestone joints and plate glass points
As I'm all by myself tonight not again not again.

And don't it feel alright , and don't it feel so nice: Lovely.

Well if you should nervously break down
When its time for the shakedown, would you take it?
It's when you cry just a little, but you laugh in the middle that you've made it
And don't it feel alright? And don't it feel so nice.
Lovely.

Say it again. Lovely. So lovely. to do it again
Again. Loving again. It's coming again.
Lovely.
-Jason Mraz, "Tonight, Not Again"

If you know me (and you must, to be reading this, let's be honest here), you have no excuse to not be listening to Jason Mraz. None. Excuse denied.

I like to associate Jason Mraz with Dei for some reason; it's probably the voice, even if they have completely different voices. His tone, then, mellow and slightly unreal.

Today I learned that Dei's favorite pair of socks survived the car accident better than he did, and that he was driving to visit Tyler when it happened. Interesting.

I should stop falling in love with the men in my head; they're all taken, in one way or another.

...I should probably just stop falling in love. The musical stylings of Mr. Mraz always leave me more susceptible to the lighter emotions, I suppose. I still can't differentiate between romantic love and intense platonic love, and sexual attraction is such a strangely arbitrary thing.

I suppose I'm confused. This is a good place for me to be confused; not the best time, but finding the right location is half the battle, right?

I babble. It doesn't matter, and I doubt it ever will; I'm never that lucky.