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is anyone into tattoos
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[29 Aug 2004|09:00am] |
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This world This world is cold But you don't You don't have to go You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely, and no one seems to care You're mother's gone and your father hits you This pain you cannot bear
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[13 Jul 2004|06:26pm] |
There's a place off Ocean Avenue Where I used to sit and talk with you We were both 16 and it felt so right Sleeping all day, staying up all night Staying up all night
There's a place on the corner of Cherry Street We would walk on the beach in our bare feet We were both 18 and it felt so right Sleeping all day, staying up all night Staying up all night
If I could find you now things would get better We could leave this town and run forever Let your waves crash down on me and take me away
There's a piece of you that's here with me It's everywhere I go, it's everything I see When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by I can make believe that you're here tonight That you're here tonight
If I could find you now things would get better We could leave this town and run forever I know somewhere, somehow we'll be together Let your waves crash down on me and take me away
I remember the look in your eyes When I told you that this was goodbye You were begging me not tonight Not here, not now We're looking up at the same night sky And keep pretending the sun will not rise Be together for one more night Somewhere, somehow
If I could find you now things would get better We could leave this town and run forever I know somewhere, somehow we'll be together Let your waves crash down on me and take me away
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[04 Jul 2004|09:49am] |
And will you tell all your friends you've got your gun to my head This all was only wishful thinkin, this all was only wishful thinkin And will you tell all your friends you've got your gun to my head This all was only wishful thinkin, this all was only wishful thinkin let's go...
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[30 Jun 2004|09:45am] |
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i got a new backround
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[26 Jun 2004|11:10am] |
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we are the revanants
We are the revanants Woah,we will rise up from the dead We become the living We've come back to reclaim our stolen breath
Another year has passed and I'm alright I lick the salt from my wounds and run into the night
into the night,into the night,into the night
(he feels alone his heart in his hand he's alone he feels alone I feel....
then on that last day he breaks and he stood tall and he yelled... and he takes his life)
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[19 Jun 2004|10:22am] |
This person staring through This person staring through the reflective You've turned and run off with all to the other side with you and I know, I know you try so damn hard to be so happy. So you say, what do I do now that you are me? I'll fade with time, just like in the dream. Inherit my shoes, they were too hard to fill anyways. I want it to go well for you, start over and do it right this time for me. Open the eyes, look at this wall and notice the one that borrows and steals. I do this to myself. Stick to the side roads, they help interesting thoughts. You see what you want to see.
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