Friday, July 24, 2009

curtain calls.

hello world.
today was very much hectic. but its good to see the rest of the world stressed while i'm behind the curtain shaking legs. bahaha. no really. my silent vendetta.
anyways. everyones been really off their rockers today, but its all good. we all have our wild moments XD
congrats all you red-ribbon show dogs. you guys'll do fantastic :)

i absolutely HATE star movies. Titanic and P.S. I Love You. Stupid, sappy, love stories I hate to love. Oh bugger.

everyones so upset all of a sudden. don't cry everyone. smilesmilesmile. because thats all you have to do. to a special friend that came to me for some help this night, i'm here. anytime. if you need a laugh, or a tissue.

eh. go listen to yellowcard. Lights and Sound (yes, i know, i'm exceptionally late) if you need to cry and bang your head at the same time :) City of Devils is a good one. Youtube ladies and gents, is there for a reason.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxCxccmACrQ


I could tell you the wildest of tales
My friend the giant and traveling sales
Tell you all the times that I failed
The years all behind me the stories exhaled.

And I'm drying out
Crying out
This isn't how I go

I could tell you of a man not so tall
Who said life's a circus and so we are small
Tell you of a girl that I saw
I froze in the moment and she changed it all

And I'm drying out
Crying out
This isn't how I go
Hurry now
Lay me down
And let these waters
Flow, flow

Son I am not everything
You thought that I would be
But every story I have told
Is part of me

You keep the air in my lungs
Floating along as a melody comes
And my heart beats like timpani drums
Keeping the time while a symphony strums

And I'm drying out
Crying out
This isn't how I go
Hurry now
Lay me down
And let these waters
Flow…Flow
Let it flow

Son I am not everything
You thought that I would be
But every story I have told
Is part of me
Son I leave you now but you have so much more to do
And every story I have told is part of you


thank you for giving me this love, angel. one day. wait for it.

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