Tuesday, November 29

There are certain people you just keep coming back to
She is right in front of you

You begin to wonder could you find a better one
Compared to her now she's in question

And all at once the crowd begins to sing
Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same

Maybe you want her, maybe you need her
Maybe you started to compare to someone not there

Looking for the right one you line up the world to find
Where no questions cross your mind
But she won't keep on waiting for you without a doubt
Much longer for you to sort it out


And all at once the crowd begins to sing
Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same


Maybe you want her, maybe you need her
Maybe you started to compare to someone not there
Maybe you want it, maybe you need it,
Maybe it's all you're running from,
Perfection will not come


And all at once the crowd begins to sing
Sometimes
We'd never know what's wrong without the pain
Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same


Maybe you want her, maybe you need her
Maybe you've started to compare to someone not there
Maybe you want it, maybe you need it
Maybe it's all you're running from
Perfection will not come


Maybe you want her, maybe you need her
Maybe you had her, maybe you lost her to another

fun conversations tonight:

XDeathbyBladeX: why would I need a replacement for something I already have?

XDeathbyBladeX: is it dog or bog?
XDeathbyBladeX: I always get those two letters mixeb up

Blondie3535: only 467 to go (if my 11:30 math is right)
Blondie3535: GO GO GO!
Blondie3535: i'll be your cheerleader
XDeathbyBladeX: haha
XDeathbyBladeX: you just said you were a cheerleader
XDeathbyBladeX: you must be tired
XDeathbyBladeX: or crazy

Sunday, November 27

Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That you're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right
And I swear I'll do my best to comply

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?


I feel I must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave

So please back away and let me go
I can't my darling, I love you so...


Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?
Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures


I admit that I have made mistakes and
I swear I'll never wrong you again

You've got a lure I can't deny,
But you've had your chance so
say goodbye
Say goodbye

Friday, November 25

And it's been far too long since I last laid eyes on you

Remember last Christmas
When we sat next to our first tree

Ornaments reflected light
Of a candle in the night

And I gave you a music box
Back then, that seemed like so much
We watched it go round and round
As the melodies unwound


But all these things are now long gone
And not to be wished upon again

But the music box continues to turn
The candle in the window continues to burn
But I know they're just memories
Like Christmas past and you and me


Remember that old fireplace
That held the room in warm embrace

And as we watched for Christmas ghosts
The fire held the shadows close

But now upon that Christmas scene
The candle wax of melted dreams
And ornaments of shattered glass
Now belonging to the past


But the music box continues to turn
The candle in the window continues to burn
But I know they're just memories
Like Christmas past and you and me


I miss you baby
Oh yes, I do
And it's been far too long
Since I last laid eyes on you


I got the lights upon the Christmas tree
I got the candle lit for you to see
And beside this window I will wait
For inside this night, it's not too late


I got the lights
Up on the tree
They're shining bright
If you'd just believe
Just believe with me


The candles burning
You know I'm gonna wait
The clock keeps turning
But I know it's not
I know it's not too late


I got the lights upon the Christmas tree
I got the candle lit for you to see
And beside this window I will wait
For inside this night, I know it's not too late

Wednesday, November 23

Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight..

You took my hand and said, "Let's dance." You led me onto the dance floor and turned me to face you.

It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear
She puts on her make up and brushes her long blonde hair
And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?"
And I say,
"Yes, you look wonderful tonight."


You pulled me closer to you and I layed my head on your shoulder. You sang along with the song, the most comforting thing I'd heard in a while. We moved slowly, back and forth, together.

We go to a party and everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady that's walking around with me
And then she asks me, "Do you feel all right?"
And I say,
"Yes, I feel wonderful tonight."

I lifted up my head just to see you looking down and me smiling. I didn't know what it was about you, but something just made it all feel so right. So we continued to dance.

I feel wonderful because I see
The love light in your eyes
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just don't realize
How much I love you


Your hands were making lazy circles on my back; you were still singing in my ear.

It's time to go home now; I've got an aching head
So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed
And then I tell her, as I turn out the light
I said,
"My darling, you were wonderful tonight.
Oh my darling, you were wonderful
tonight."

And then you raised my chin and kissed me, ever so lightly. You took my hand and laced your fingers through mine and sang the last lines again in my ear. I couldn't help but smile at you. I looked up and you kissed me again, this time a little longer, a little more. And I never want to lose that feeling. <3

Thursday, November 17

Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That you're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right
And I swear I'll do my best to comply

Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?


I feel I must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave

g time before we can get those laptops from the black market or something. Many pople will pay more than $100 to get one and those children and their parents ain't stupid either not to sell it. This is how "our" capitalist world actually works. What a shame.

Sunday, November 13

when your throat starts to clench
& tingle & your heart gets so warm
the heat travels through your body,
when your stomach starts to feel
those unforgiving butterflies that
spark the instant flow of tears. that's
the worst pain you'll ever feel. that
is your heart breaking.


^well put.. taken straight from Grace's xanga. [sigh]