13.6.07

sculptor

take my life, mould it in your hands like a sculptor and leave me standing in the midst of countless emotions, not knowing the figure I've become.

3 comments:

Unknown said...

a thousand emotions?

quirks said...

hahah..i dont knw how many
but when i wrote that, i imagined i was Venus or something...
heh

Unknown said...

dont scold me.. but... when you said that, immediately sang "she's got it, baby she's got it.."

i'm imagining you breaking out into a bananarama mtv!


Goddess on the mountain top
Burning like a silver flame
The summit of beauty and love
And Venus was her name

She's got it
Yeah, baby, she's got it
I'm your Venus, I'm your fire
At your desire
Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire
At your desire

Her weapons were her crystal eyes
Making every man a man
Black as the dark night she was
Got what no-one else had
Wa!

She's got it
Yeah, baby, she's got it
I'm your Venus, I'm your fire
At your desire
Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire
At your desire

Goddess on the mountain top
Burning like a silver flame
The summit of beauty and love
And Venus was her name

She's got it
Yeah, baby, she's got it
I'm your Venus, I'm your fire
At your desire
Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire
At your desire


the lyrics quite kitsch!