yo momma's so fat, when she fell in love, she broke it
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
oh elise it doesn't matter what you say
i just can't stay here every yesterday
like keep on acting out the same
the way we act out
every way to smile
forget
and make-believe we never needed
any more than this
oh elise it doesn't matter what you do
i know i'll never really get inside of you
to make your eyes catch fire
the way they should
the way the blue could pull me in
if they only would
at least i'd lose this sense of sensing something else
that hides away
from me and you
there're worlds to part
with aching looks and breaking hearts
and all the prayers your hands can make
oh i just take as much as you can throw
and then throw it all away
oh i throw it all away
like throwing faces at the sky
like throwing arms round
yesterday
i stood and stared
wide-eyed in front of you
and the face i saw looked back
the way i wanted to
but i just can't hold my tears away
the way you do
elise believe me i never wanted this
i thought this time you'd keep all of your promises
i thought you were the girl i always dreamed about
but i let the dream go
and the promises broke
and the make-believe ran out
so elise
it doesn't matter what you say
i just can't stay here every yesterday
like keep on acting out the same
the way we act out
every way to smile
forget
and make-believe we never needed
any more than this
and every time i try to pick it up
like falling sand
as fast as i pick it up
it runs away through my clutching hands
but there's nothing else i can really do
there's nothing else i can really do
there's nothing else
i can really do
at all
i just can't stay here every yesterday
like keep on acting out the same
the way we act out
every way to smile
forget
and make-believe we never needed
any more than this
oh elise it doesn't matter what you do
i know i'll never really get inside of you
to make your eyes catch fire
the way they should
the way the blue could pull me in
if they only would
at least i'd lose this sense of sensing something else
that hides away
from me and you
there're worlds to part
with aching looks and breaking hearts
and all the prayers your hands can make
oh i just take as much as you can throw
and then throw it all away
oh i throw it all away
like throwing faces at the sky
like throwing arms round
yesterday
i stood and stared
wide-eyed in front of you
and the face i saw looked back
the way i wanted to
but i just can't hold my tears away
the way you do
elise believe me i never wanted this
i thought this time you'd keep all of your promises
i thought you were the girl i always dreamed about
but i let the dream go
and the promises broke
and the make-believe ran out
so elise
it doesn't matter what you say
i just can't stay here every yesterday
like keep on acting out the same
the way we act out
every way to smile
forget
and make-believe we never needed
any more than this
and every time i try to pick it up
like falling sand
as fast as i pick it up
it runs away through my clutching hands
but there's nothing else i can really do
there's nothing else i can really do
there's nothing else
i can really do
at all
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Still at the god damn bus stop. Future Tense has wandered off. Present Tense must have got bored of waiting and hopped on the blue line. Cars scream by overhead on the freeway. The #11 finally turns the corner and approaches the huddled masses under the freeway. The bus pulls up and stops. The doors do not open. The driver looks at me. He opens a packet of Marlboro reds, and waits.
no,i'm not saying its your fault
no,i'm not saying its your fault
Monday, January 21, 2008
tomorrow gets closer, a purple bulldozer
is calling you on the phone
my body's in shambles
encrusted with brambles
that sharpen the air I breathe
is calling you on the phone
my body's in shambles
encrusted with brambles
that sharpen the air I breathe
Jessica Simpson, where has your love gone,
its not in your music, no
Jessica, Jessica Simpson, you've got it all wrong
your fraudulent smile, the way that you faked it the day that you died
its not in your music, no
Jessica, Jessica Simpson, you've got it all wrong
your fraudulent smile, the way that you faked it the day that you died
Sunday, January 20, 2008
The breath of the morning
I keep forgetting
The smell of the warm summer air
I live in a town
Where you can't smell a thing
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement
Up above
Aliens hover
Making home movies
For the folks back home
Of all these weird creatures
Who lock up their spirits
Drill holes in themselves
And live for their secrets
They're all uptight
Uptight.. Uptight, Uptight,Uptight..
I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane
Late at night when I'm driving
Take me on board their beautiful ship
Show me the world as I'd love to see it
I'd tell all my friends
But they'd never believe
They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely
I'd show them the stars
And the meaning of life
They'd shut me away
But I'd be all right
All right..
I'm just uptight
Uptight.. Uptight,Uptight,Uptight...
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Sunday, January 6, 2008
hava nagillah hava nagillah
venis mecha
israel was fun
israel was great
israel was great
israel was cold
israel was hot(well the girls are)and in 12 days, it's over
only stayed there for 8 days but convinced to go there
maybe in 10 yrs time?it was VERY impressive
lot of alleys,reek of piss,littered with peels
and they are comfortable
with the smell of fresh breads and tomatoes and much more
mules,tractors and fat stray cats,mmm
jerusalem:
petra:
the wall:(okay israel is a conflict zone)
desert,snow and greeenerrry:
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