if someone says it's "partly cloudy" instead of "partly sunny," i always assume that person is generally happy because they're assuming that the default weather should be sunny, not cloudy.
I thought love was more or less a give and take
seems the more I gave the less I got
whats the use in trying ... all you get is pain
when I needed sunshine on my brain
A lost world, my own.
Nowadays all has fallen beyond where I can see.
I have only emptiness filling who I am.
What I have become resembles no creation, no life
Not living are my eyes.
All has been taken and withheld
My memory serves as only a reminder of who I wasn’t before.
Now this.
it's friday night and i am not in a frosted beer mug, no i'm not.
tonight, i am a poem for you to read.
you'll find me in saddened cobblestone and a withered garden.
come read me, i am the stars.
early tomorrow morning am i flying into the sun?
i hope so because i am already burning up.
become one with the neon-flame.
i am a goose.
the horizon is calling.
i wonder what it is youre thinking when you think of me.
when i think of catefrances, i think i think... but she's not there...
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
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seems the more I gave the less I got
whats the use in trying ... all you get is pain
when I needed sunshine on my brain
I love the Monkees !
Nowadays all has fallen beyond where I can see.
I have only emptiness filling who I am.
What I have become resembles no creation, no life
Not living are my eyes.
All has been taken and withheld
My memory serves as only a reminder of who I wasn’t before.
Now this.
"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
she don't need no stinking pajamas...
you're fucking shaw's man...
you sleep in your clothes.
yet she breaks just like a little girl
tonight, i am a poem for you to read.
you'll find me in saddened cobblestone and a withered garden.
come read me, i am the stars.
"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
That all of the grief, strife, and bickering
Adds up to really nothing but bitter old people
Fools fighting losing battles..........
Losing souls .............
And yet we all die the same........
Evened out like empty wheat fields.............
Together we will float like angels.........
In the moment that you left the room, the album started skipping, goodbye to beauty shared with the ones that you love.........
Wembley 18/06/07
If there was a reason, it was you.
O2 Arena 18/09/09
you're funny
good times
"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
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
xo
Together we will float like angels.........
In the moment that you left the room, the album started skipping, goodbye to beauty shared with the ones that you love.........
want to be enlightened"
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
Together we will float like angels.........
In the moment that you left the room, the album started skipping, goodbye to beauty shared with the ones that you love.........
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
i hope so because i am already burning up.
become one with the neon-flame.
i am a goose.
the horizon is calling.
"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
Whistling, blowing, frigidly eerie and yet familar.
The comfort warms me in the bliss of the unknown
The dreams I will embark on as journies.
Under thick blankets I put my worries to sleep
Hoping for true rest, Wishing for some new thoughts
That last until the daybreak and allow me to become
New like the day.
Together we will float like angels.........
In the moment that you left the room, the album started skipping, goodbye to beauty shared with the ones that you love.........
when i think of catefrances, i think i think... but she's not there...
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
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say