sit back, relax
sit back, relapse again.
you're a regular decorated emergency ~
febrero 17, 2010
this is DEFINITELY relax time. i can't say how much I NEEDED this.
an empty house, music REALLY LOUD, singin & screaming without no one telling you to shut your mouth.
time to take photos, time to write, time to sing, TIME TO DANCE.-
febrero 09, 2010
febrero 06, 2010
i want you to say that you're sorry.. sorry for all of this. i want you to tell me that you love me until the end, even if there's no truth in these words. i want you to see that you're acting like a kid, you're making me suffer 'cause i did the same to you.. once upon a time we were happy, what the fuck happened with us? once upon a time we were just like music & lyrics from the most beautiful song. once upon a time.. but now, not even the ashes are here. Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true
Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me
Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me, girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good
Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're too blame
Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.-
febrero 05, 2010
red & purple lipstick all over the page ~
X's on the back of your hands,
Wash them in the bathroom to drink like the bands. And your setlist (setlist), You stole off the stage, Had red and purple lipstick all over the page.-
B-b-b-bruises cover your arms,
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm.
And the best is (best is),
No one knows who you are,
Just another girl alone at the bar.-
febrero 03, 2010
I wanna know.. have you ever seen the rain? ~
Well, well, well.. díganme melancólica, pero los días perfectamente lluviosos (like today) me provocan tirarme en la cama, escuchar las gotas caer y pensar.. pensar mucho, en pasado y futuro (generalmente futuro poco probable, pero soñar no cuesta nada, no?) nunca presente, es algo qe no me llama la atención. El presente simplemente se vive, no se sueña, no se piensa, no se imagina. Así lo veo yo.
Hoy es un día de esos en los qe me gustaría seguir de vacaciones en la costa. Estar en la playa me inspira mucho más a escribir. Qé pena qe sea tan descocada y me haya olvidado mi cuaderno en casa! Podría haber traído mucho material para este nuevo blog así no lo abandonaba tan rápido como a los demás. BTW, le puse entusiasmo esta vez, así qe espero qe perdure.
Tengo muchas ganas de escribir y no sé por dónde empezar, ni qé tema tratar, nada. Sólo sé qe hoy estoy.. deprimida? no, esa no es la palabra qe estoy buscando, tal vez.. simplemente neutral, estoy como flotando en una nube, y hace tiempo qe necesitaba sentirme así.
And there were future reflections
On the face and the hands
On a green colored island
On a primitive man
It was the future reflected
It felt familiar but new
A street was missing a building
The kids had something to do
There was a feeling the spirit was leaving
Red like a marker
So my tribe, with my knife
Cut the heart from a lonely life
I saw patterns on floorboards
Deep in the dust was a leader
Someone was walking on floorboards
Turned them from oak to cedar
He can assess the situation
I wrapped a string around my finger
Into the forest with the young ones
I don't expect to be a winner
But as long as you feel it
I'm a believer
My heart is phosphor
Sea rolls and death tolls
Break the surface don't break my bones
Off of the trail and off of your hands and
Onto a new plan
Is the cost to stay lost
Forever in an empty skin
Pale and thin
If it's good, or if it's fortune, I can't tell
But pieces come together for some reason just as well
Their guns couldn't see us
There's a sea outside my door
And one day I'll appreciate
The rush of blood and the washed out beat of the shore
And remember what it felt like
To be alone
Sitting in the sunlight
All alone
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First Post,
Future Reflections,
IndieRocksMyLife,
MGMT
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