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Saturday, September 06, 2008

Yeah, some are lyrics.
Google some lyrics to know who by.
I've only gotten 3 subscribers this week *sad face*!

You're running yourself into the ground and you
won't stop until you're allowed, and who says that
the world is round? It looks flat and empty to me.

I can not tell you that I miss my thoughts of regret.
I can not say your heart should change
but I can tell you this; we're wasting our time
losing our sleep on things we think we've missed.

Take the long drive home.
It’s time to bid farewell to those you’ll leave behind.
I know it’s hard, but you have got to do it.
It’s time to go and make it on your own.

Hey don't go to sleep now, it's not time for that wake up.
You can't drift off or you'll never come back to this place.
Oh again, don't go again, I won't wait again.
I won't wait forever.

His songs were soon curled on the lips of the world,
they had earned him the highest acclaim. And yet his
greatest desire was the simple warmth of love's fire,
cause it's cold on the dark side of fame.

Just to put your mind at ease, you don't owe me anything. You paid me well in memories.

It's one hundred and nine degrees in this crowded
room. No room to breathe with walls as cold as a
gallery. This is no place for me. Such hard faces in
smoke, the smell lingers in my clothes. It's a bad
night to be alone, but that's the way it goes.

Time goes by at such a pace. It's funny how its easy to
forget her face. You hide the cracks, the facts will find
you. Turn your back and leave the lonely days behind you.

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
they slither while they pass, they slip away across the
universe. Pools of sorrow waves of joy are drifting
through my open mind, possessing and caressing me.

I love when the sky is gray. When the dawn paints the roofs
of the buildings and the sun is still hiding. The city is ours then.
Right before everyone takes over, right when everyone is still sleeping.
It’s hard to notice that it’s so cold when it's this pretty.

It's funny how everything was fine but then you turned off
your phone, again I'm stuck all alone. Does that crowded
room keep you as warm as I could late at night? Or does
our fire burn to cold? I can't let my flame for you put fire
in my eyes, I'm beyond the anger inside but my temperature
is rising to 451. You could have left your phone on.

I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles
And the heavens open every time she smiles
And when I come to her that's where I belong
Yet I'm running to her like a river's song

This breath I take is not a waste.
This breath I take is not a waste.
This breath I take is not a waste.
This breath I take is not a waste of time.

Expecting it all to go away but it won't and so you lie
awake at night and breathe a shallow sigh of despair.
One thing that you'll learn to hear is the frank and
deafening sound, of people as they come too
near to the fractious point of tears.

And now I can't forget all of the little things we
said with confidence. I was told that every good
thing we have must come to a bitter end.

Forget all those places that you've never really been, and
all those situations you somehow found yourself in. Let
your body sink into me, Like your favorite memory, Like
a line of poetry. Or a fucking fit of honesty. So your
girlfriend has no clue of how much I've been touching you?

Heavy eyes, broken white lines, the thought
of her still restless in your mind. I know it’s
hard, but you have got to do it. Steady
now, your dreams are impending.

Like a stone at the edge of the sea, waiting for my rough edges
to be smoothed into something worth touching, and I tell myself
that one day someone will come for me and until then, I'll wait.
I always had a repulsive need to be something more than human.

I stood on my bed then I slipped on my dress then I
ran through the halls like a ghost and in case someone
heard me I grabbed up a dagger that I’d never use
unless bare feet on a cobblestone street, then a beach,
then a splash in my ankles, my knees, then my thighs,
and my eyes open wide, I threw myself right into the sea.

"And that was it. All this buildup to a great leap, and
I didn't fall or fly. Instead I found myself back on the
edge of the cliff, blinking, wondering if I'd ever jumped
at all. It's not supposed to be like this."

And I think of you whenever life gets me down.
I think of you whenever you're not around, and
you rest your bones somewhere far from my
house. Yeah, but you still pull me home.


Friday, September 05, 2008

Lots of comments would be niceee.

The West Coast is a graveyard where the sun falls to
rest every evening when the waves break.. assailing the
beach, one-by-one. I would be forever your own high
school sweetheart. And in our memories,
we'll live like Kings and Queens.

Not at home or away, searching every distinction
you don't call her out by name. Combing each late
breaking flash, making the Saturday morning
trash as she passes she throws it away.

You've never seen this kind of life, they've only told
you that you simply could not do it, don't ask why. Beneath
the awkward surface everything he touches turns to gold.

I'm not playing He Said, She Said. Though I'd
really like to know. This whole thing is so been
there, done that, I've been through it before.

And I’d be lying if i told you I never knew it
was coming. But I’m tired of lying and I’m sick
of trying. We both know it wasn't worth it, I
need to hear it, and you need to say it.

So play it off and pretend you never know what you got
yourself into. I'll play it off and pretend I never meant a
word I said. Now I’m starting to realize that getting lost
in your eyes was the worst move, you win and I lose.

And then we'll sleep all day,
Meet in our dreams and live life our way
Drop it all off and we'll fly away
Dip through the stars and wake up slowly

Look me in the stars and tell me
Oh, men of earth, if not the soul
And body scars are worth the
Price to pay for birth

I've given a lot of thought on this 13-hour drive. I miss the
grinded concrete where we sat past 8 or 9, and slowly
finished laughing in the glow of our headlights. I've given
a lot of thought to the nights we used to have. The days
have come and gone, our lives went by so fast. I faintly
remember breathing on your bedroom floor, where I laid
and told you but you swear you loved me more.

Count the garden by the flowers, never
by the leaves that fall. Count your life with
smiles and not the tears that roll.

Sometimes I wish I could be ordinary and younger then,
but lately that's not happened yet, and when you look at
all the circumstance, it seems it's all just misunderstance.
I realized this doesn't make much sense when I've tried
to face the consequence. I've picking all the experience
of never having found one like you since.

So if you want to see the future, go stare into a
cloud. And keep trying to find your way out of
that maze of memories. It all sort of looks familiar,
until you get up close and then it's different, clearly.

Further resurfacing lines, searching every direction,
six months and going strong. Bottoming out every
glass almost totally out of gas, as she passes
she waves you goodbye.

Sink into the bay, they'll be under the rocks again.
You don't have to say, I know you're afraid.

I'm stretching but you're just out of reach,
you should know I'm ready when you're ready for me.
And I'm waiting for the right time, for the day I catch
your eye to let you know that i'm yours to hold.

I'm gonna lay me down on this hood of this car,
make another wish upon a falling star.
I'm gonna think again about the way it was;
I'm gonna close my eyes and forget about us.

And why am I desensitized to things I see
with my own eyes? Listen up, it's fading
time. I'm not afraid to die.

Don't stop, don't quit, you're getting it now. These
pieces fit envisioning how it feels to be on. Destroying
everything you taught me. You're getting it all right now.

When they approach me they see
only my surroundings, themselves, or
figments of their imagination. Indeed,
everything and anything except me.

Art is why I get up in the morning, but my definition
ends there. You know, I don't think it's fair that I'm
living for something I can't even define.
- Ani Difranco

You were just a boy on a bed in a room, like a kaleidoscope is a
tube full of broken glass. But the way I saw you was pieces
refracting the light, shifting into an infinite universe of flowers
and rainbows and insects and planets, magical dividing cells,
pictures no one else knew.

It was all a scratch in history, a mistake,
a whirlwind of lust that got him one step
closer to who he was supposed to be with.

Somehow it was as if I was being told
about something wonderful, something
beautiful just waiting for me.
All I had to do was wait long enough.

I keep writing myself into ruts. It's all around us.
Get naked, and get into bed right away. I keep
writing myself into ruts. Make it all seem so
much harder. But soon, you'll be far away.
Just keep your lonely hands in your pockets
and fold away all your best clothes. I'm only
really happy if I know she loves me so.

COMMENT.

 


Thursday, August 28, 2008

Got the shades pulled down, he's all by himself now.
Swallowing the pill that makes him feel alive.
Is it getting better? No, it made things so much worse.
As it slowly slips inside his head, through his nerves
and spilling out in verbs.
"GAME OVERdose" - Take The Crown

I'm making my way through cities and towns,
just trying to lose myself in skylines and forget that
I lost my mind when I couldn't hold her, and now that
I feel all the weight on my shoulders, I fall.
"Better Be Prepared" - Valencia

Well this is the calm before the storm.
It’s getting harder then it has before.
Sometimes you’ve got to walk in the rain
if you’re dying to find what you’re looking for.
"Head In Hands" - Valencia

He's an over-privledged boy
Who's careless with his words.
His actions are the actions of a child
To know the right from the wrong.
"Actions Are Actions" - Low Vs. Diamond

You will wear your whitest dress
I will wear my finest shirt
You will have the brightest smile,
And I'll give you the world
And I will never love anybody else
As long as I live, as long as I live
And I will never love anybody else
As long as I live, I promise you this
"As Long As I Live" - Andrew Landon

These are the days that we came home
Hoping for the best
These are the days that we came home again
And I have to say that I love you
And I love you still
"This Is Only A Test" - Acceptance

This lie is coming out,
breaking bonds that hold us
Throwing stones that hurt us
You cried, you tried
To tell us what we want to hear
Is it something that you fear?
"This Is Only A Test" - Acceptance

Anytime you talk it's all time used
ao you can prove how big your mouth is.
Oh, the lies that leave those lips.
"Cry Your Eyes Out" - Hit The Lights

The first time I saw you was the first time I saw me for what
I was and what I could be. We like all the same things, except
you don't like yourself. I'm gonna change that. I can tell that
I'll love you after today and before tomorrow.
"After Today Before Tomorrow" - The Ropes

Staring at the mirror through your hair,
You can’t see everything that you did to me.
With your automatic eyes, five years disappeared.
Five years disappeared that night.
"Automatic Eyes" - The Academy Is...

In the privacy of our love
There is nothing outside, above
If there's nothing outside, above
We're in the privacy of our love
"In The Privacy Of Our Love" - Hot Chip

Head in hands I’m fine, and I’ve been fighting the words
it just isn’t worth my time. It’s not a way to die. Suffocated
by stress, my life is a mess, it’s not right. Head in hands we
climb. Separated by faith, it got in the way of this life. Of all the
ways to die, suffocated by stress, my life is a mess, it’s not right.
"Head In Hands" - Valencia

We're causing accidents, me and you.
"Accidents" - Arcade Fire

I'll be the one to protect you from
your enemies and all your demons.
I'll be the one to protect you from,
a will to survive and a voice of reason.
I'll be the one to protect you from,
your enemies and your choices son.
They're one and the same,
I must isolate you,
isolate and save you from yourself..
"Pet" - A Perfect Circle

I find it hard to see your face day to day
And I remember it well enough
Or in the details such that I see it in my head
When I am with you it's familiar and beautiful
And I love it as I love you
As night comes in I know it better but see it less clear again
"Look After Me" - Hot Chip

Staring at the wall above the bed
I can’t sleep with all the secrets that you keep
With your automatic eyes
"Automatic Eyes" - The Academy Is...

I need to get out of the city lights and make my way to
the country side. I'll drive down the road, the roads we
both know will lead me to the place I miss the most.
I'll get to your house, I'll burst through the door, I'll climb
up the stairs. You know I'm scared that I have changed.
"Better Be Prepared" - Valencia

My only weapon was my pen
But I traded it for my hand
Not a smart move, but my move
Does this say I'm a man?
"Hold On" - Hot Chip

The tears in her eyes tonight,
Are just what he desires
He whispers in her ear
"My love you're beautiful, so beautiful.
And the ring you wear
It does not compare, with my love"
"As Long As I Live" - Andrew Landon


Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Next post will be of lyrics.

Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favourite
scenes. Then holding hands and life was perfect,
just like up on the screen. And the whole time while
always giving, counting your face among the living.

"May I print a kiss on your lips?" I said,
And she nodded her full permission;
So we went to press and I rather guess
We printed a full edition.

We'll lay up on your roof at night, and watch the
shooting stars fly by. I'll tell you "Someday I'll take
you there". I love the pretty songs you sing, and the way
you bring me to my knees with your paralyzing voice.

"His heart will stop at the sight of you, or he
doesn't deserve to live. and yes, i am aware of
the contradiction embodied in that sentence."
- Becoming Jane

I'm just a little bit caught in the middle.
Life is a maze, and love is a riddle.
I don't know where to go, I can't do it alone.
And I don't know why. Slow it down, make it stop,
or else my heart is going to pop.
Cause it's too much, yeah.
It's a lot to be something I'm not.

You are the roots that sleep beneath
my feet and hold the earth in place.

Oh my my, oh hell yes, honey put on that
party dress. Buy me a drink, sing me a song,
take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long.

The coffee you sold me is cold,
the paper I'm reading is old,
and that smile is not your own.

Tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me.
Told you everything loud and clear but nobody's listening.
Called to you so clearly but you didn't want to hear me.
Told you everything loud and clear but nobody's listening.
I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress,
hand full of anger held in my chest.
Uphill struggle, blood, sweat and tears.
Nothing to gain, everything to fear.

I could have been. I would have been
good there. But that was just a distant future
that died long before it had a chance to live.

Part of being a champ is acting like a champ.
You have to learn how to win and not run away when
you lose. Everyone has bad stretches and real successes.
Either way, you have to be careful not to lose
your confidence or get too confident.

Life is about trusting your feelings and taking chances.
Losing and finding happiness.
Appreciating the memories and learning from the pain
And realizing that people always change

We made love on the living room floor with the noise in the
background of a televised war. And in the deafening
pleasure I thought I heard someone say,
"If we walk away, they'll walk away."

Random notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs
Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you
You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit

Weight isn’t important the way the magazines make you
think it is. I know a girl who just looks at her face in the
medicine cabinet mirror and never looks below her shoulders,
and she’s four or five hundred pounds but she doesn’t see
all that, she just sees a beautiful face and therefore she thinks
she’s a beauty. And therefore I think she’s a beauty, too,
because I usually accept people on the basis of their self-images,
because their self-images have more to do with the way they
think than their objective-images do. Maybe she’s six hundred
pounds, who knows. If she doesn’t care, I don’t.
- Andy Warhol

Like being the deep music
That tells her all is right
When she awakens frantic with
The terrors of the night.

On the count of three I'll never think of you again.
I know I'm lying, does it show that badly?
I've kept these thoughts so clandestine and perfect,
but the bleeding heart, you know, just isn’t worth it.
Well here it goes One. Two. Three. It didn't work.

I'll break your heart someday
But leaving you is the last thing on my mind
So when I go baby kiss real slow so I
don't forget my way back home.

After you leave, I will become a tree
Alone on a hillside, loving the wind and sun
Waiting for you to return home to me
Through centuries of lonely stars may run.
I'll grow tall and give lots of shade,
Sheltering birds and other bright-eyed things
Pleased with all the progress that I've made,
I'll spread my leafy branches out like wings.

And we still break each other's hearts sometimes.
Spend some nights on the jagged side.
Somehow, we wake up in each others arms.

And eventually the sky did return and I was there
outside in green. And I watched the world being
reborn till 1am so I thought I'd let you know it was
beautiful; slow-dancing to tunes of Billie Holiday.

I want to be the surgeon that cuts you open,
that fixes all of life's mistakes.
I want to be the house that you were raised in;
the only place that you feel safe.


Sunday, August 24, 2008

And dreams came around you in a hazy rain.
You opened your mouth wide to feel them fall.
And I write a letter, from a one-way train.
But I don't think you'll read it at all.

"Part of the reason why Perks connects with so many
kids is because it's real. It's comforting, because the
situations described in the book are so universal and
happen to so many teenagers, but it seems like the
people who challenge the book don't want to admit
these things happen."

Paper houses and fallen angels and at times,
you can't see in front of you. Wasted moments,
trying to be someone. I never wanted to be for you.

All I have is a voice to undo the folded lie,
the lie of authority whose buildings groped the sky.
No one exists alone, hunger allows no
choice to the citizen or police.
We must love one another or die.

Now it almost seems incredible.
We've laughed too loud and woke up everyone.
I may be wrong, but I thought we said it couldn't happen here.

Seems to me, it ain’t the world that's so bad
but what we're doin' to it. And all I'm saying is,
see, what a wonderful world it would be
if only we'd give it a chance.
- Louis Armstrong

Life can change your directions even when you aint
planned it, all you can do is handle it, the worst thing
you could do is panic. Use it to your advantage,
avoid insanity, manage to conquer every obstacle,
make impossible possible. Even when winnings
illogical, losings still far from optional.

Eye contact makes it unbearable,
hearing voices warning of what is there.
Taking the risk and not turning back,
courage is the one thing I lack.

I took a train to New York City.
Met a guy I thought was pretty.
Tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole.
Begging to nurse to nurse it's mouth to health.
Strip the skin from the inside out.
You didn't think they'd notice.
I always said that we'd watch them die

My mouth, it wasn't always empty. My hands, they weren't
always tied. Your pose, it was an awkward curtsy. My shirt,
has never felt so tight. Is this what it is? It's all a matter of time.
This is what it is, there is a difference, what you have and what
you leave behind. What you don't lose, what you don't say,
what you can't fake, it's all a matter of time. What you don't use,
what you don't say, these are cowards words, and these words
are mine. My teeth, they weren't always crooked. My eyes,
they didn't always lie. Your voice, it spoke to me like thunder.
My clothes, they never fit right. This is what it is, it's all a matter
of time. Is this what it is? There is a difference,
what you have and what you leave behind.

You can spend the night beside her.
And you know she's half crazy,
but that's why you want to be there.

Don't be so scared to take a second for reflection,
To take a leave of absence, see what you're made of.
So I'm selfish, and you're sorry. When I'm gone you'll
be going nowhere fast. So who's selfish, and who's sorry?

Fantasy love is much better than reality love.
Never doing it is very exciting.
The most exciting attractions are between
two opposites that never meet.
- Andy Warhol

You and I can quit this scene
Build a town and then secede
Like an Adam and an Eve
To the dreamers go the dreams
But believers have the lead
It's a frightening, frightening thing

And somewhere on coastlines unknown to me,
you paint your dreams with reds and blues and greens.
Yeah, you're painting daffodils by the sea, without me.

All the time we spent in bed
Counting miles before we said
Fall in love and fall apart
Things will end before they start
Sleeping on Lake Michigan
Factories and marchinf bands
Lose our clothes in the summertime
Lose ourselves to lose our minds

I remember the first time we danced
I remember tunneling through the snow like ants
What I don't recall is why I said
I simply can't sleep in this tiny bed with you, anymore.

If you've ever heard a beating heart,
a rhythm for the songs we're too afraid
to sing, nobody here is perfectly fine.
A delicate frame, a fragile design.

"It's fragile", she says to me. The hair in her
eyes, she removes it smiling. There's a wound
that I know this song could mend,
A step in time for us will never end.

Do you remember our first subway ride?
Our last swim on the east coast?
I remember your warm smile in the sun,
The daydreaming boy without a shirt on.



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