so the show goes on without you...

Aug 09, 2004 23:29

yay rayanne thank you for fixing my journal. haa i like it better now that i can actually read it. <3

im bored. so lets type.



it's 6 am
open roads and open skies
under this wyoming sunrise
a close encounter with
the emptiness and nothingness
21 years out on the run from small hometowns
you could hear a whisper in the wind
filling me with confidence
so i took advice from the headlights
it made it clear, it opened up my eyes
and it opened up my mind

holding on forever to dreams we made together
i'm never gonna let them die
i couldnt bare the sight
not a word is spoken
living in the moment
we're broken down but we're not broken
it will be alright

the world lied awake
as the haze burned away
the wheel seemed to turn on its own
on it's way towards the horizons golden
so sunrise i'm holding on to you
lift me up drop me down
through the sounds and i'll float
across the coasts, the unknowns
or in our minds, where no one knows
this is where we choose to run away
from all the things we just cant take
all the forced smiles and dreams that washed away
hold on, hold on tight, be strong, it'll all be alright.

--- hidden in plain view, where the highways end


i want to tell that little boy his mom will be just fine
i want to tell that dad we got his daughter out in time
i want to tell that wife her husband will be home tonight
i dont wanna tell it like it is i want to tell them lies

you didnt put their seatbelts on,you feel you killed your kids
i want to say you didn't but in a way you did
you pound your fists into my chests, youre hurting so inside
i want to say you'll be okay
i want to tell you lies

you left chemicals within his reach and now it's in his eyes
i want to say your son will see not tell ou he'll be blind
you ask me if he'll be okay, with pleading in your eyes
i want to say that yes he will, i want to tell you lies

i can see you're crying as your life goes up in smoke
if you'd maintained that smoke alarm, your children may have woke
don't grab my arm and ask me if you're family is alive
don't make me tell you they're all dead, i want to tell you lies

i want to say she'll be okay, you didn't take her life
i hear you say you loved her and you'd never hurt your wife
you thought you didn't drink too much, you thought that you could drive
i didn't want to say how wrong you were,i want to tell you lies

you only left her for a moment, it happens all the time
how could she have fallen from there? you thought she couldn't climb
i want to say her necks not broke,that she'll be just fine
i don't want to say she's paralyzed, I want to tell you lies

i want to tell this teen his buddies didn't die in vain.
becuase he thought that it'd be cool to try to beat that train
i don't want to tell him this will haunt him all his life
i want to say that he;ll forget i want to tell him lies

you left the cabinet open and you're daughter found the gun
now you want to undo the damage that's been done
you tell me she's your only child, you say shes only five
i don't want to say she won't see six, i want to tell you lies

he fell into the pool when you just went to grab the phone
it was only for a second that you left him there alone
if you let the damn phone ring perhaps your boy would be alive
but i dont want to tell you that, i want to tell you lies

the fact that you were speading caused the car to overturn
and we couldn't get them out of there before the whole thing burned
did they suffer? yes they suffered, as they slowly burned alive
but i dont want to say those words i want to tell you lies

but i have to tell it like it is until my shift is through
and then the real lies begin when i come home to you
you ask me how my day was and i say it was just fine
i hope you understand, sometimes, i have to tell you lies
--- author unknown

^^^ long but good. i cant remember where i got it though.



He was on his way home from Candletop
Been two weeks gone and he thought he'd stop at Webbs
And have him a drink
'fore he went home to her
Andy Wolloe said Hello
And he said Hi, whats doin', Wo
Said, sit down, I got some bad news, it's gonna hurt
He said, I'm your best friend and you know that's right
But your young bride ain't home tonight
Since you been gone she's been seein' that Amos boy, Seth
Well, he got mad 'n' he saw red
And Andy said, Boy, dontcha lose your head
'Cause to tell ya the truth
I been with her myself

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia
That's the night that they hung an innocent man
Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer
'Cause the judge in the towns got bloodstains on his hands

Well, Andy got scared and left the bar
Walkin' on home 'cause he didn't live far
See, Andy didn't have many friends
And he'd just lost him one
Brother thought his wife musta left town
So he went home and finally found
The only thing Papa had left him and that was a gun

And he went off to Andy's house
A-skippin' through the backwoods quiet as a mouse
Came upon some tracks too small for Andy to make
He looked through the screen at the back-porch door
And he saw Andy lyin' on the floor
In a puddle of blood and he started to shake

Well, the Georgia Patrol was a-makin their rounds
So he fired a shot just to flag 'em down
And a big-bellied sheriff got his gun and said, why dya do it
And the judge said Guilty in a make-believe trial
And slapped the Sheriff on the back with a smile
Said suppers waitin' at home and I gotta get to it

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia
That's the night that they hung an innocent man
Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer
'Cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands

Well, they hung my brother before I could say
The tracks he saw while on his way
To Andy's house and back that night were mine
And his cheatin' wife had never left town
And that's one body that'll never be found
See, little sister don't miss when she aims her gun

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia, oh-oh-aah
That's the night that they hung an innocent man, ah-huh-unh
Well, don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer
'Cause the Judge in the towns got bloodstains on his hands
--- the night the lights went out in georgia, vicki lawrence

i can't think of any other useless things to put on here so i guess ill just type randomly until i do. tomorrow im supposed to go to the beach with some foreign exchange student thats staying somewhere over in my grandma's neighborhood. shes from french. i mean france. or something. shes french. shes 16. whatever. hmm oh yeah fun. im so not excited. then wednesday i have to clean and pack all day. then thursday it's new york. then monday i come home. then whatever after that. im really bored. oooh i thought of a good song.



Light that smoke for giving up on me
and one just cause they'll kill you sooner than my expectations
to my favorite liar, to my favorite scar
"I could've died with you."
i hope you choke on those words,
that kiss, that bottle, i confess
now ash yourself out on the insides
when i said i loved you, i swear i lied

Let's play this game called "when you catch fire"
i wouldn't piss to put you out
stop burning bridges and drive off of them
so i can forget about you

so bury me in memory
his smiles your rope
wrap it tight around your throat

on the drive home
joke about the kid you used to see
and his jealousy
breaking hearts has never looked so cool
as when you wrap your car around a tree
your makeup looks great next to his teeth

okay i guess i'll just go find something better to do now. im getting bored. boreder. i wish that was a word.

bye.

comment?

im annoying
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