Gali

I existed as a precocious young girl who lived only in the context of her own mind. 

I pranced over to the neighbor’s yard to gather rose petals for the fairies’ dresses,

My friend just told me that she loved me, 
But I don't think she loves me the way I love her. 

Verse:

What’s your name again? 

I don’t remember who you are 

Am I famous yet, 

Can I be the same thing that you are

Search for the feeling you found so long ago 

Slow down the days 

Slow down the minutes that turn into hours and years 

Take a chance to live in the moment 

It was the little things that made Martha want to leave home.

Strange

Awkward

Confused

Talking

More

Talking

Friends

Fun

Weird

Late

Nights

Together

Why

So

Hard

To

Say

Emotions

Tangled

Pure