she's walking through the clouds with a circus mind,

that's running wild;

butterflies,moonbeams, and fairytales;

all she ever thinks about is running with the wind

when I'm sad she comes to me, with a thousand smiles she gives to me

free.

it's alright, it's alright she says; take anything you want from me.

-Julie came into my life at a very chaotic time and I'm glad she did, she's the light at the end of my tunnel. I'm very lucky to have met her

When she becomes rich and famous she's going to send me free tickets to

her sold out show in New York City.(I hope)

Julie and I have shared many experiences: dramatic, comedic, kleptomanic. Ours is a story of wrong place at the wrong time. She is truly a traveler, a girl at home in the midst of an empty desert. This desire to be alone contrasts to her burning need to be heard, to get her words and music out in hopes of touching someone and of finding meaning. She is someone for whom I will always fight to protect and with whom I never worry about losing contact.