В прошлом (или еще раньше, не помню) году Owl City, проект Адама Янга, нереально прославились из-за милейшей песни Fireflies.
Я, как всегда, подсадилась на его музыку раньше чем все начали сходить с ума, и целыми днями беспрерывно слушала альбом Ocean Eyes.
Вот сейчас опять сижу и слушаю, и мне так хорошо ^^ Пусечная музыка пусечного Адама — для меня универсальный подниматель настроения.
Ну вот серьезно. Я не понимаю, как можно не улыбаться, когда слышишь такие милые слова, с таким милым голосом, и милой музыкой.
*сопли*


You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep
'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance


Hello Seattle, I am a mountaineer
In the hills and highlands
I fall asleep in hospital parking lots
And awake in your mouth

Take me above your light
Carry me through the night
Hold me secure in flight
Sing me to sleep tonight


So there we were, back home from somewhere inside my head
Oh, bravely I fought off the monsters beneath her bed
Pillars of postwar books supported by frame of mind
While she memorized the pages that I tried to not hide behind
She took my hand in hers and whispered her love for me
The lantern died that night but we didn't need to see
Implying that she's the bee's knees and I am the cat's meow
It's funny how she recalls what I can't remember now

But when her smile came back and I didn't feel half as horrible
She gave me a heart attack just because she looked so adorable