...honestly? I don't mind.

Here's the minute version of Great Escape-- the whole song is written in my head already, but I like the idea of these truncated poems before the finished story appears:

Olga Nunes - Great Escape

Lots of stories to tell-- I danced with 2000 people in Trafalgar Square and am now a Guinness World Record Breaker. I also got a sad phone call telling me that my bees have been swallowed by my own granddaughter. (Though I'm told that, hopefully, the Olga bees may be reborn come next winter. I'll take that as a good omen.)

And, lastly, lastly, thanks to all of you who voted! Feather will be up, all finished and shiny, for your hot little hands. (And maybe, if I'm lucky, with a few extra surprises to go with it.) I'm going to Dublin next week to frolic and sing and generally soak up the music off the streets of Ireland, which will be wonderful. (And maybe enough to distract me from the sadness of a thousand tiny bees changing their names...)

And I've had too much wine
It's almost time
For passing ships to pass me by

We watched our shadows grow
In the fading lamps
We watched our shadows go

And I've had too much wine
And I miss you sometimes

Cannot find the words
To make you understand
It's not a bird
It's not a plane
It's just a man

And it's not him, babe
That makes you feel this way
It's simply your mistake

It's not him, babe
That brings you to your knees
That has you begging please

Wake up
Wondering how this is happening to you
And you wake up, you're wondering why this is happening

But its not him, babe
It's not

She got her lip gloss on
She gonna paint the town up
With every color she got

She looks like hell
It's okay baby, you're living it up
You're doing well
Go anywhere,
Anywhere you want

She got her dress on
She gonna send the world out
For everything
Everything
Everything she wants

He said I was brave
As my knuckles hit the pavement
With years of seconds spent
Tucked behind my ears
Waiting for life to begin

Is this what you're going for?
Is this what you're made of?
Is this what you're going for?
Is this what you're made of?

She's light as a feather
She floats to the ground
And when she hits
She doesn't make a sound
And she's off and running
In search of a crown
And you can try
But you cannot take her down

You were a beautiful place
To hang dreams
She said to the king
Your ghost steering my heart at the film
Your eyes staring back from the film

Unwriting the past to the last letter
To the last line
Heart broken
Broken open at last
Unwriting the past to the last letter
To the last line
Heart broken
Broken open at last

Unlock the places that wouldn't budge
And he'll cry tonight in this room
And we'll learn what it means to love
And for tonight it will be true

Unwriting the past to the last letter
To the last line
Heart broken
Broken open at last
Unwriting the past to the last letter
To the last line
Heart broken
Broken open at last

Trailing back to the words from which all wounds began
Turned up collars and hurry past
The tired go-nowhere
You string your life between two points
And then you just hang out on the line
You polish your memories
Sitting around just killing time

It's heavy on your mind
It weighs heavy on your heart
And you don't know where to start
You feel it in your bones
There's a hollow where you used to call home

The voices find you in your quiet space
The place you were was safe
Your heart is a Judas
Waiting to betray your good name
Can you storm the gates
Outta here

When I said I was done
I didn't mean forever
When I said I was through
I didn't mean you
Let's build a ship out of hope
And sails of silver screens
Climb over the side
With my skirt hitched to my knees
And you can be my captain
And I will be a girl with a dream

Come on baby
Whisper what you mean to me
Winds at our backs
Let's go to the edge of the map
If there are dragons I will fight them for you
If there are giants
Hell, I'll kill them too
As long as you are here
As long as I am here with you

And I
And I
And I
Your fingers

Fall in love with every little thing
Little drunk all the time

And everyone wants to be seen
Everyone wants the big machine
To pick them up right off the ground
And make them the next big thing

And everyone knows that I love
You were the right mistake to make
And if I had a chance to do it all again
I'd do it all the same

And the days go by without a hitch
But the nights
They are ceaseless
The streets are full of debris
Of you and I
The tent city

Guards up
It is a long lost night of long lost loves
Guards up
Dawn takes aim, a loaded gun
Guards up
It is a long lost night of long lost loves
Guards up
When you wish this bed would be enough

And there are those bastard things you cannot name
Or change
And your eyes are trained
on the ceiling
And the dawn is still a million miles away