You are my sister
You are my sister, we were born. So innocent, so full of need.There were times we were friends but times I was so cruel. Each night I'd ask for you to watch me as I sleep. I was so afraid of the night
You seemed to move through the places that I feared. You lived inside my world so softly. Protected only by the kindness of your nature. You are my sister. And I love you. May all of your dreams come true
We felt so differently then. So similar over the years. The way we laugh the way we experience pain
So many memories. But theres nothing left to gain from remembering. Faces and worlds that no one else will ever know. You are my sister. And I love you. May all of your dreams come true
I want this for you. They're gonna come true (gonna come true)
You seemed to move through the places that I feared. You lived inside my world so softly. Protected only by the kindness of your nature. You are my sister. And I love you. May all of your dreams come true
We felt so differently then. So similar over the years. The way we laugh the way we experience pain
So many memories. But theres nothing left to gain from remembering. Faces and worlds that no one else will ever know. You are my sister. And I love you. May all of your dreams come true
I want this for you. They're gonna come true (gonna come true)
- Antony and The Johnsons
Passade på att fota syster yster under vårt besök i Köpenhamn förra helgen. Det är lustigt med syskon, man kan slå dem och skrika på dem hur mycket som helst och ändå älskar man varandra. Eller så är det kanske inte för alla såklart men det stämmer in ganska bra på mig och min syster. Har dock inte slagit henne sedan jag var liten, eller slog och slog. jag nöps mest och drog i håret. Kanske bet jag henne någon gång med.. Idag kan jag inte tänka mig att finnas utan henne. Hon är en av de viktigaste människorna i mitt liv. Trots att jag fortfarande ibland får lust att dra henne i håret. :)
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