I don't know if it's the sun or you
warm thoughts playing with the cold
lean back, fall down, don't push
I'm just waiting for an answer out of this world
Waiting for a word,
a thought,
a smile
Can you smile?
Fingerprints in the snow,
let's see who the fool is
A smile across the line
For a moment time stands still...
And I'm smiling with you
Feeling your glow
Feeling your warmth and love
Shining onto me
And I shine...I beam
Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
your delusion can not be explained or defended (not even to yourself.) so why continue to deny that it can and will never change into something real, true and positive?
"There is an art to flying, or rather a knack. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss. Clearly, it is this second part, the missing, that provides the difficulties."
I heard it ring
and the thought
the overwhelming wish
that it was you
popped into my head
But I didn't dare hope
and I was sobbing to myself
tired and nervous, tears rolling down
frightened that I'd made a big mess
so I answered in a whisper
And then there it was
your beautiful, soothing voice
telling me it's ok, laughing at me
blowing me kisses, solving it all
in 7 minutes flat and making my day
I feel like I'm being selfish to feel this angry and number
It's not like it's any of my business
'We're learning songs for baby Jesus' birthday. His mum and dad were Merry and Joseph. He had a bed made of clay and the three kings bought him Gold, Frankenstein and Merv as presents.'
'We're learning songs for baby Jesus' birthday. His mum and dad were Merry and Joseph. He had a bed made of clay and the three kings bought him Gold, Frankenstein and Merv as presents.'
Oh dear I am a PJ geek aren't I... the rest is playing in my head
'We're learning songs for baby Jesus' birthday. His mum and dad were Merry and Joseph. He had a bed made of clay and the three kings bought him Gold, Frankenstein and Merv as presents.'
sometimes i wish i could share my poetry
but i hide it away, hide myself
sometime i wish
but i hide it away, hide myself
sometimes some time is all we need
sometimes..
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warm thoughts playing with the cold
lean back, fall down, don't push
I'm just waiting for an answer out of this world
Waiting for a word,
a thought,
a smile
Can you smile?
Fingerprints in the snow,
let's see who the fool is
A smile across the line
For a moment time stands still...
And I'm smiling with you
Feeling your glow
Feeling your warmth and love
Shining onto me
And I shine...I beam
Sometimes it takes so little.
i am stronger than this...
yet i feel so close to giving in
angels share laughter
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
maybe it's the other way around
i can't decide
i stole that, but it totally fits atm.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
shrill i will
fucked are you
fucked am i
who is more the fool
you or i?
hide away
not to be seen
shall we turn this
reverie ...
Everything and nothing.
That's the problem.
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
they have pineapples in wales?
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
One less now!
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
angels share laughter
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
in my reality perfection not only exists it thrives, and that's the truth.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
I wouldn't have the right currency.
just think happy thoughts. .....and wear a helmet.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
angels share laughter
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Problem solved
and the thought
the overwhelming wish
that it was you
popped into my head
But I didn't dare hope
and I was sobbing to myself
tired and nervous, tears rolling down
frightened that I'd made a big mess
so I answered in a whisper
And then there it was
your beautiful, soothing voice
telling me it's ok, laughing at me
blowing me kisses, solving it all
in 7 minutes flat and making my day
*~You're IT Bert!~*
Hold on to the thread
The currents will shift
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
It's not like it's any of my business
- the great Sir Leo Harrison
- the great Sir Leo Harrison
Wembley 18/06/07
If there was a reason, it was you.
O2 Arena 18/09/09
Oh dear I am a PJ geek aren't I... the rest is playing in my head
- the great Sir Leo Harrison
but i hide it away, hide myself
sometime i wish
but i hide it away, hide myself
sometimes some time is all we need
sometimes..
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
I miss you already, I miss you all day
Wembley 18/06/07
If there was a reason, it was you.
O2 Arena 18/09/09