Sunday, November 29, 2009
These Lyrics
Are as valuable to you
As they are to me
Read them as stale
Dry of meaning
Interpretations as shallow
As were the intentions
I would love for these to be beautiful
Rich in emotion
The amplitude of a feeling
But as feelings run apathetic
So do thoughts and words
And lyrics quickly follow
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
pretty words
Sunday, November 22, 2009
music mash
dashboard / death cab / dashboard / death cab / dashboard / missy higgins / death cab / dashboard / missy higgins / death cab / missy higgins / dashboard / missy higgins / death cab / dashboard
dashboard confessional ; clean breaks
death cab for cutie ; transatlanticism
missy higgins ; katie
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
good night
Friday, November 13, 2009
shh.
the silence is so loud
the silence is so loud.
and the silence is so loud
it splits apart my head.
words are cold and sharp
words are cold and sharp
your words are cold and sharp
im dying for your warmth.
i walk the streets alone
i walk the streets alone
now i walk the streets alone
the midnight sky is dark.
your arms dont hold me tight
your arms dont hold me tight
and your arms don't hold me tight
what did i do wrong?
and the silence is so loud,
and your arms don't hold me tight.
your words are cold and sharp
now i walk the streets alone.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
time's hauntings
Stay right there
don't move
don't change
the clock's ticking
but we can still run
hide from the tick, the tock
only whispers separate us from time
I don't want to move forward
Speak softly
Run faster
Keep going until you can't hear it
We can escape
Just you and me
Let's just run from it all
Hand and hand like it shouldve been
Before the clock stopped us
Just keep going
Keep running
We'll escape it forever
just you and me
the clock won't be able to haunt us
to follow us
to stop us
it will be just like it should've been
in a matter of time
Sunday, November 8, 2009
believe this
synthetic flesh
Puppet show
I feel the strings on my arms
Right swing back
Left swing forward
A daily routine
You've been practicing
You're getting closer
Complete control in the midst
As I feel you tugging me forward
I see a blank face in the audience
Yet I feel its laughter
I am ashamed
But I still smile
With my cheeks painted red
You stitched it in place
I look up at you in the fly loft
Holding my strings
My life
Sneering in glee
And as I walk towards the wings
Ending the show
You try to pull me away
Tugging me back to the stage
But I resist
I bite the strings in panic
Twisting and flailing
Until they snap
One by one
My limbs become free
I breathe for the first time
Humanity in my grasp
As I walk out
I see another blank face
I try and frown
But all I can do is smile
It's still stiched in place
Your permanent stain on my soul
Although I can walk free
You still have control
Can it feel it too?
Can it feel it too? I wonder
Feel my heart start to beat
Beat faster and faster
Until my cheeks swell with blushes
Until my hands feel sweaty
Until my knees start to tremble
I seem to be falling apart
And yet it's the best feeling I feel
You have that effect on me
Saturday, November 7, 2009
sleepwalk me home

oh no no no no no
Friday, November 6, 2009
wake up wake up you are going to die.

"I have faith in you that could move planets."
won't fall for your broken heart twice
Thursday, November 5, 2009
i wrote this for you
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
You once said to me
I used to be able to say that I like you
Cause of an inevitable smile as I said your name
But now as your name inches up my throat
Instead of bliss I seem to greet disdain
Youre cooler than everyone you once said to me
And that everyone else knew it was true
But if those words were said by you these days
I would question whether it was really you
Back then I gave in and said you were right
There is no need to argue with obvious fact
Who would’ve thought that a harmless two years
Would turn out to have such a harmful impact
The lie that is now is as clear as my frown
Its become as blunt as your declining glance
You’re no longer cool from everyone’s point of view
We’ve all grown accustomed to a weary stance
Sometimes I think there’s some hope left in you
That your statement wouldn’t always remain a lie
But as I look now at your new atmosphere
The hopelessness of light blackens my sky
On a Whim
Monday, November 2, 2009
bloodlust
Clean slate
Singing melodies in the rain
The clean slate begins to stain
Close my eyes, close your eyes too
Finally something new to pursue
Sunday, November 1, 2009
You're the person
While I sleep your eyes never leave me
But as the sun rises they never meet mine
I call you the person I disklike the most
While telling myself that it will be fine
If I could talk to you for a moment right now
I’d hit your face to make up for the past
And ask for an endless amount of time
Or a moment with you that will never pass
Oh helpless grudge of mine that will always exist
Please linger for a moment but start to dismiss
Every second with you is an addition to bliss
Because I say that I hate you, but it’s you that I miss




