feathers and cream"
I always liked that metaphor,
from the Counting Crows' song, "American Girls".
How do you think it fits?
Is it a fragility?
a sensuality?
a humbleness?
an insecurity?
Instead of answering the question, I will leave it with you. My time spent here will be to help the question ferment into discovery.
American girls are weather and noise
Playing the changes for all of the boys
Holding a candle right up to my hand
Making me feel so incredible
If I make you cry, you tell me why
I'll try again, if you'll let me try
Holding a candle right up to my hand
Making me feel so incredible
If I make you cry, you tell me why
I'll try again, if you'll let me try
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