Beautiful Mess

Far Far by Yael Naim

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajcRFpJBLQ8

Far far, there's this little girl. She was praying for something to happen to her.
Everyday she writes words and more words, just to spit out the thoughts that keep floating inside.
And she's strong when the dreams come. Because they take her, cover her, they are all over.
The reality looks far now, but don't go.

How can you stay outside? There's a beautiful mess inside.

Far far, there's this little girl. She was praying for something good to happen to her.
From time to time there are colors and shapes; dazzle in her eyes, tickle in her hands.
They invent her a new world with oil skies and aqueral rivers.
But don't you run away already. Please don't go.

How can you stay outside? There's a beautiful mess inside.
Take a deep breath and dive.

Far far, there's this little girl. She was praying for something big to happen to her.
Every night she hears beautiful strange music.
It's everywhere. There's nowhere to hide.
But if it fades she begs "Oh, Lord, don't take it from me. Don't take it."

She says "I guess I'll have to give it birth. I guess I have to give it birth."
There's a beautiful mess inside and it's everywhere.

Just look at yourself now. Deep inside. Deeper than you ever dared.
There's a beautiful mess inside.

Is this song unusual? Maybe.
Do I enjoy unusual things? Yes!