"Saint" Cyndi, born June 22, 1953 “Somebody did complain to me that my clothes were so loud they couldn’t hear me sing.” “I used to say I was Saint Cyndi of a Feces, because wherever shit fell, there I was.” “In the darkest place, shed the brightest light.” “I still am a little late, though. I’m trying. There’s a lot of shit to do to pull this old ass together.” “If you’re lost you can look and you will find me. Time after time. If you fall I will catch you, I’ll be waiting. Time after time” #cyndilauper #cyndilauperfan #cyndilauperstyle (at Lumonics School of Light Art) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBw6oTOlkeo/?igshid=1ckvso8bw70y8






