An Owls SongMy name does not matterAn Owls Song4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
but come, hear me sing.
No other bird will know better
what the future will bring.
Get lost in the night as I'm calling you,
follow the sound of my howl.
You will see things from my point of view,
as you fall for the charm of an owl.
My eyes are bright, my voice is low,
I turn you into one of my kind.
You will stay by my side, forget what you know
and attain your own peace of mind.
Come, leave the world behind,
fly with the wings of an owl.
See what you might find
with eyes that look right into the soul.
The MomentIt was the first time I'd ever held his hand. I mean, really held his hand. Sure I had held it in Drusselstein during the driving test fiasco, and I held it the day I had helped him get his evil inventing groove back, but this time was different.The Moment2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The other times, it had been out of necessity. A way to control him if you will. Like leading a two year old in the direction you want him to go.
But not this time; this time was different. This time, I held his hand because I wanted to.
Maybe it was the moonlight dancing off his face, the contentment of all assembled, or the beautiful lights reflecting off the falls.
Whatever it was, one thing was for sure: if I hadn't fallen for him during the Drusselstein driving test—or rather, before it—I was definitely falling for him now.
It was getting late and gradually, the others started to leave. First Peter, then Lyla, followed by The Major and Carl.
We were the only two of the group left.
My heart pounded in my ears as I tried