I'll fascinate you, for a while.
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
Help Me Please
There's no light in the hall. There's no sound here at all. Emptiness.
"Emptiness, rules." He thought to himself. "Why'd I wanna come home?"
He notices that you ain't sat in your chair.
He realises that no one calls because no ones there.
The wall of the hall is empty except for just a clock, tick-tocking away.
He is alone, accompanied only by his tears. So many tears.
"Help me please. I'm in need. Cause being alone scares the life out of me."
was the message he left in your answering machine.
The words sounded familiar:
"Help me please. I'm in need."
"Cause being alone scares the life out of me. Being alone scares the life out of me."
Weren't those the very words you thought of when you were being neglected?
Breaking down the stairs, he whispered to himself,
"Hello loneliness. Hello despair...."
All of this, all of it wrong.
In that moment he realises that you won't ever come home.
He mustered a grim smile.
You told yourself that they can take what they please. They can take the blame.
You've learnt to forgive yourself and to let go.
Everything, everything is free. Have it on me.
But as the recorded messages in your answering machine starts to playback,
you kept on hearing his plea.
"Help me please. I'm in need. Cause being alone scares the life out of me."
"Being alone scares the life out of me too." you thought to yourself.
Being alone scares the life out of me.
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Wednesday, July 04, 2007
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Ask me what I want
While the crowd is waiting for the final kiss
the one which allows them to sleep well
We'll walk along our own path
the one which will lead us to our own bliss
But we need hints
before we get tired
We need hints
before we lose pace
Now we need a hint
to know we're on the right track
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Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Monday, July 02, 2007
This Is Fact Not Fiction
If only he had given her a reason to stay.
He picked up his mobile phone and keyed in the familiar numbers. A phone number he had dialed so many times before.
It was getting light as the night sky finally gave way to twilight.
And when I see you
I really see you upside down
But my brain knows better
It picks you up and turns you around
Turns you around
Turns you around
If you feel discouraged
When there's a lack of color here
Please don't worry lover
It's really bursting at the seams
Absorbing everything
The spectrum's A to Z
This is fact, not fiction
For the first time in years
And the girls in every girlie magazine
Can't make me feel any less alone
I'm reaching for the phone
To call at 7:03
And on your machine
I slur a plea for you to come home
But I know it's too late
I should have given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay
This is fact, not fiction
For the first time in years
Death Cab For Cutie
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Monday, July 02, 2007
Petal
His fate rests on a rose petal.
He doesn't know it yet but it will determine the road ahead. Even if he could see the welts of her scorn in his heart, he would have blindingly continued forth. For such is his path. And there is no other way. He is neither foolish nor is he foolhardy. There is no guarantee for love and only after he has tried will he know how it goes.
She wonders if they should have another go at it. A chance to fuck it up like she knows that they would. Her eyes wandered across the room to the window sill where the bouquet of roses he had given her for her last birthday hung inverted to air-dry. She leaned over and picked one from the bouquet and asked whimsically if they would stay together. She plucked the first petal which crackled a little before letting it fall. Started with a "No".
His was odd and so he goes.
I've been looking for it all my life
And never found it
Got used to being alone
I know how and I do it so well
Even if we learn to speak the same language
How long can it last
You know as well as I do
The way it goes
How it goes
You are the petal in the rose
But watch out for those thorns
You are the petal in the rose
But watch out for those
I've changed my mind
I've changed my mind
I've been waiting for it all my life
And so many times I thought
Hey this is it
I'm ready let's go baby
But it all led nowhere
Turned out wrong
And I still believe in it
But not much
I know I'm strong enough to fall again
But isn't it just foolishness
Knowing how it goes
The way it goes
You are the petal in the rose
But watch out for those thorns
You are the petal in the rose
But watch out for those
I've changed my mind
I've changed my mind
So should we give it
Just another chance
Although I know the odds are against me
We know how to fuck it up
We do it so well
And even if we love each other so much
And plan our lives like we will stay together
Make a home and a family
Can we change the way it goes
How it goes?
You are the petal in the rose
But watch out for those thorns
You are the petal in the rose
But watch out for those
I've changed my mind
I've changed my mind
Lori Carson
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Monday, July 02, 2007


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