Scary Kisses

I wrote this almost a year ago to the day; somehow I found it again, and I wanted to share:

There's a song called Scary Kisses by Voice of the Beehive. It's a great expression of the way I feel about love, and life in general.

I've been feeling really punchy and jazzed-up the whole of this week. I get all these ideas and flashes; it's like all my synapses are firing all the time, a cogitative epilepsy. I have so much energy it's creeping me out slightly. This afternoon, getting ready to leave the house, I was jumping up and down in my room. I've been dancing around my room, and my iTunes has not stopped for several days. I play happy poppy music, music with a groove and swing and beat, jazz, musical soundtracks, big uplifting classical pieces — a whole range of stuff.

It's half cool and half creepy, but I'm really enjoying the energy and the accomplishment that comes from getting all these tasks done and out of the way. I'm enjoying how organized and high and happy I am. I smile a lot. I hug people. I'm nice to people. Even when I get mad with people, I don't stay mad. It's great!

Anyway, back to Scary Kisses. I want a life that has everything life has to offer. I want my life spiced and smoky and rich with flavour. I don't want a life that is bogged down with safety and fear. While I want and need some safety, a touchstone, I want the big scary things too, because if you don't jump, you can never land on great things. You'll just stand on your safe little ledge forever. When you die, it will be as if you never lived. So when I was listening to the song earlier today, it reminded me again of the reason I make the choices I do.

Lyrics to Scary Kisses

There's not much of a trick to playing safely baby
People do it every day
You can see them living sensibly with lots of care
Lonely in a cautious way

You be alone for me — I'll be alone for you
One and one people alone make two
Let's stir things up a bit, throw the pieces up to the sky

Baby I want scary kisses
I want hits and I want misses
I want hell and I want bliss
And that stuff between it
And if you give me safety, in a short time I'll be driven crazy
I would rather run and fall, than take no chance at all
(Than take no chance at all)

I would rather sit here by myself than settle down
With someone safe and sound
I kind of like a little trouble every now and then
Someone with the nerve to break ground

You take a look for me — I'll take a look for you
We'll find it's not so bad it's just new
Let's stir things up a bit
Throw the pieces up to the sky

Baby I want scary kisses
I want hits and I want misses
I want hell and I want bliss
And that stuff between it
And if you give me safety, in a short time I'll be driven crazy
I would rather run and fall, than take no chance at all

And if we break or if we bruise, it won't be the worst of news
We will just get up again — start over on the count of ten
And if we scar or if we break, it will be our own mistake
Put it down to what we know, then have another go
And take it on the chin and just begin again
Run your fingers through the flame and i will do the same
Together we will fall, together we will rise
Together we will do everything but compromise

Baby I want scary kisses
I want hits and I want misses
I want hell and I want bliss
And that stuff between it
And if you give me safety, in a short time I'll be driven crazy
I would rather run and fall, than take no chance at all

And if we break or if we bruise, it won't be the worst of news
We will just get up again — start over on the count of ten
And if we scar or if we break, it will be our own mistake
Put it down to what we know, then have another go

Baby I want scary kisses
I want hits and I want misses
I want hell and I want bliss
And that stuff between it
And if you give me safety, in a short time I'll be driven crazy
I would rather run and fall, than take no chance at all

If you're 100% safe 100% of the time, you might as well be dead.

You know, I still find this relevant to my life today. :S