


Aquarius: January 20—February 18
Aquarians follow their own path, marching to the beat of their own drum. They are happy to have you along, but would never force their way on anyone. Their congenial attitude and habit of setting trends ensure they are seldom lacking for company. Logical and detached, they can seem aloof, but will work tirelessly to improve conditions for all humankind. New ideas pour freely from their fertile, far-reaching minds as they search for knowledge and truth. In Greek mythology, Aquarius was the Rain God who poured water onto a parched world below.


I love tis song, pict and all of em inside
Don’t remind me
That some days I’m the windshield
And other days I’m just a lucky bug
These cold iron rails
Leave old mossy trails
Through the countryside
The crow and the beanfield
are my best friends, but boy I need a hug
(Boy I need a hug)
‘Cause my heart stops without you
There’s something about you
That makes me feel alive
If the green left the grass on the other side
I would make like a tree and leave
But if I reached for your hand, would your eyes get
wide
Who knew the other side could be so green
Don’t remind me
I’m a chickadee in love with the sky
But that’s clearly not a lot to crow about
‘Cause when the stars silhouette me
I’m scared they’ll forget me and flicker out
I taste honey but I haven’t seen the hive
Yeah, I didn’t look, I didn’t even try
But still my heart stops without you
There’s something about you
That makes me feel alive
If the green left the grass on the other side
I would make like a tree and leave
But if I reached for your hand, would your eyes get wide
Who knew the other side could be so green
We are honey and the bee
Backyard of butterflies surrounded me
I fell in love with you like bees to honey
Let’s up and leave the weeping to the willow tree
And pour our tears in the sea
I swear!
There’s a lot of vegetables out there
That crop up for air
Yeah, I never thought
We were two peas in a pod
To be suddenly bloomed
And I knew that I’d always love you
Oh, I’ll always love you too
If the green left the grass on the other side
I would make like a tree and leave
But if I reached for your hand, would your eyes get
wide
Who knew the other side could be so green
If the green left the grass on the other side
I would make like a tree and leave
But if I reached for your hand, would your eyes get
wide
Who knew the other side could be so green
If I reached for your hand for the rest of my life
Who knew the other side could be so green