Somersault- Zero 7

You're the prince to my ballerina
You feed other people's parking meters
You encourage the eating of ice cream
You would somersault in sand with me

You talk to loners, you ask how's your week
You give love to all and give love to me
You're obsessed with hiding the sticks and stones
When I fear the unknown
You feel like home, you feel like home

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet, and you were sound
You saved me

You're the warmth in my summer breeze
You're the ivory to my ebony keys
You would share your last jelly bean
You would somersault in sand with me

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
You saved me

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
See I had shrunk yet still you wore me around
And 'round and 'round

The Lost Song - The Cat Empire

So many things can happen with just so little words. You can be an idiot, and have so many idiots around you.

Life isn't dictated. It's lived. And you can't live unless you learn.

Learning is making mistakes, and realizing afterwards that you made a mistake, and then trying not to make that same mistake again.

Mistakes are made by living. Trying new things, putting yourself in situations, or, deciding to trust.

Trust comes through exploring. Venturing out into the world with clean, unscathed eyes, covered in naiveté, you try new things; meet new people. Maybe even Love.

Love comes through giving yourself. But, it has to have a balance of protecting and watching out for yourself as well. In order to love another human, you've got to love yourself. You've got to trust yourself. Make mistakes. Live.