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| losing.i wish i had something wonderful and profound to write....
the more i see of the world, the smaller and stranger it becomes...
just as i feel i am getting somewhere, understanding anything, i find myself at the cross roads of Losing and Lost.
and no compass in hand.
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| coffee in the morningThose three words, I said too much, but not enough... Finding beauty in surprising places... what is better than that. we are so quick to make judgements of people.. i wonder why. maybe we all wish we were intuitive and could discern other's characters in a milisecond. but honestly, i really like when i am wrong..... i have one of the most degrading and and trying jobs out there...... and i love it. | | |
| parking lots..i love the feeling of a storm blowing in.
gusts of wind, alarming and delightful at the same time. i am suddenly aware of the hairs on the back of my neck...
and the smell of the rain rolling in... i'd bottle it and bathe in it every day.
i don't sleep much anymore... but i'm starting not to care.
"If you ever feel like something's missing
Things you'll never understand
Little white shadows
Sparkle and glisten
Part of a system again
All this noise, I'm waking up
All this space, I'm taking up
All this sound is breaking up
Ohhhhhhhh
Maybe you'll get what you wanted
maybe you'll stumbled upon it
Everything you ever wanted
In a permanent state
Maybe you'll know when you see it
Maybe if you say it, you'll mean it
And when you find it you'll keep it
In a permanent state, a permanent state"
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| windows downI descended a dusty gravel ridge
Beneath the Bixby Canyon Bridge
Until I eventually arrived
At the place where your soul had died.
Barefoot in the shallow creek,
I grabbed some stones from underneath
And waited for you to speak to me.
And the silence; it becamse so very clear
That you had long ago dissapeared.
I cursed myself for being surprised
That this didn't play like it did in my mind.
All the way from San Francisco
As I chased the end of your road
Cause I've still got miles to go.
And I want to know my fate
If I keep up this way.
And it's hard to want to stay awake
When everyone you need, they all seem to be asleep.
And you wonder if you missed your dream.
You can't see a dream
You can't see a dream.
You just can't see a dream.
And then it started getting dark.
I truged back to where the car was parked
No closer to any kind of truth
As I assume was the case with you.
"Bixby Canyon Bridge" Death Cab for Cutie | | |
| It is amazing how circumstances can change in only a second... how a life can be altered in less time than it takes you to tie your shoe. | | |
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