Cause if assholes could fly this place would busier then O'Hare
All right so I lied, I can't sleep. I'm jumping all over the place, I've turned the music to something a little depressing. A little Alkaline Trio, yea. "I wanna wake up naked next to you, kissing the curve in your clavicle." I mean what other bands can have such great lyrics. This is good stuff.
The best love song ever
You told me that you want to die. I said I've been there myself more than a few times. And I go back every once in a while. You called me lucky, you... You called me lucky. You said tonight is a wonderful night to die. I asked you how you could tell, you told me to look at the sky. Look at all those stars, look at how goddamn ugly the stars are. It's one or another. Between a rope and a bottle. I can tell you're having trouble breathing, cause you'll never be o.k., you'll never be o.k. (you'll always be in pain). You'll always feel this way. Cause things they never work out right (the wrong way, the lonely way). You'll always be in pain. You told me that the daylight burned you and that the sunrise was enough to kill you. I said maybe you're a vampire. You said it's quite possible, I feel truly dead inside. It's one or another. Between a rope and a bottle. I can tell you're having trouble breathing, cause you'll never be o.k., you'll never be o.k. (you'll always be in pain). You'll always feel this way. Cause things they never work out right (the wrong way, the lonely way). You'll always be in pain. Don't forget to let your life rot you inside out. Don't forget to let your life rot you inside out. Don't forget to let your life rot you inside out.
I think it worked, I'm getting tired again. I think I've figured it out, I had Monster earlier today and I think its playing games with me. I guess they say you shouldn't drink more then three of those things a day, that's what Melissa (Bergies gf) told me. Don't worry, I only had one. You know what I like the most, is to bite into something and close my eyes. The taste can be incredible. I think that's why I close my eyes when I kiss. The sensations are that much more incredible. I guess it makes sense. You have five senses (sight, hearing, touch, taste, smelling, some say people have a sixth) and you take one of those away and the other ones work that much harder. I love kissing Lisa, over break we made out and it was like when we first started to date again. My eyes closed, my hands exploring, her pressing back, trouble breathing, hearts beating in rhythm, light cooing, the taste, the longing for her... It was incredible, and I'm the lucky man that gets that for the rest of his life... It's all good if your jealous. Because I am lucky, I have the whole world at my finger tips, and I feel very empowerd as irisesinautumn said in her journal, I understand how she feels. I control my dystany. I control just about everything in my life, that doesn't mean I don't troubles, but when I do I know I'm going too... I think the only thing that I have trouble with is time. I just can't get a handel on it. You know something, take a deep breath... go on do it. now do it with your eyes closed, come on I'll wait......The things we take for granted. Breathing is such an incredible feeling... Lungs filling up, if you concentrate hard enough you can feel the air going across the top of your mouth to the back of your throat, the relaxing qualities. once again good stuff... What can I say I love life, and I'm not tired again... I guess fuck empowerment I can't control my sleepiness :)
So I was thinking, I have so much that I want to do in life, and yet not sure if I'll even accomplish half of the things I want to experience. I want to be able to live these moments to the fullest, and then go on to the next experience like it was the only thing that matters in the entire universe. It's funny looking back at things I've lived quite a life... but I can't imagine whats possible still. I beleive that nothing is out of reach given the right dedication to achieve those goals or wishes or what ever it may be... Wow, I'm ranting, and I can imagine anyone will read this far, but at least hopefully at the end of this I will hit my pillow and be Out. I've decieded I know what I need now, its a song... Hmmm I need to find it... Google is my friend. type in a lyric (tasting you in rain) up pops Jets of Brazil Sweet Avenue....
The actual Best Love Song Ever
tasting you and rain I walk down to the train
try not to look down
this day could one day be an anniversary
everything is light and sound
facing forwards going slowly wait for you to show me
where this train wants to go
living by the hour I stop for every flower
everything is soft and slow
now all these tastes improve through the view that comes with you
like they handed me my life
for the first time it felt right
thank you for making me see there's a life in me
it was dying to get out
holding you we make two spoons beneath and April moon
everything is soft and sweet
this cigarette it could seduce
a nation with its smoke
crawling down my tired throat
scratches part of me that's purring
softly stirring
I'm a captain of industry smoking famously
feet up on the windowsill
look at all these trees I feel affinity with
everything so soft and still
budding at my fingertips
touching you I start to bloom
alive with trains and passing ships
soft and sweet along your lips now
I go "oh wow"
thank you for taking me from my monastery
I was dying to get out
with tears of gratitude
I like my latitude
cross town train to you
now all these tastes improve
through the view that comes with you
like they handed me my life for the first time it felt worth it
like I deserved it
The best love song ever
You told me that you want to die. I said I've been there myself more than a few times. And I go back every once in a while. You called me lucky, you... You called me lucky. You said tonight is a wonderful night to die. I asked you how you could tell, you told me to look at the sky. Look at all those stars, look at how goddamn ugly the stars are. It's one or another. Between a rope and a bottle. I can tell you're having trouble breathing, cause you'll never be o.k., you'll never be o.k. (you'll always be in pain). You'll always feel this way. Cause things they never work out right (the wrong way, the lonely way). You'll always be in pain. You told me that the daylight burned you and that the sunrise was enough to kill you. I said maybe you're a vampire. You said it's quite possible, I feel truly dead inside. It's one or another. Between a rope and a bottle. I can tell you're having trouble breathing, cause you'll never be o.k., you'll never be o.k. (you'll always be in pain). You'll always feel this way. Cause things they never work out right (the wrong way, the lonely way). You'll always be in pain. Don't forget to let your life rot you inside out. Don't forget to let your life rot you inside out. Don't forget to let your life rot you inside out.
I think it worked, I'm getting tired again. I think I've figured it out, I had Monster earlier today and I think its playing games with me. I guess they say you shouldn't drink more then three of those things a day, that's what Melissa (Bergies gf) told me. Don't worry, I only had one. You know what I like the most, is to bite into something and close my eyes. The taste can be incredible. I think that's why I close my eyes when I kiss. The sensations are that much more incredible. I guess it makes sense. You have five senses (sight, hearing, touch, taste, smelling, some say people have a sixth) and you take one of those away and the other ones work that much harder. I love kissing Lisa, over break we made out and it was like when we first started to date again. My eyes closed, my hands exploring, her pressing back, trouble breathing, hearts beating in rhythm, light cooing, the taste, the longing for her... It was incredible, and I'm the lucky man that gets that for the rest of his life... It's all good if your jealous. Because I am lucky, I have the whole world at my finger tips, and I feel very empowerd as irisesinautumn said in her journal, I understand how she feels. I control my dystany. I control just about everything in my life, that doesn't mean I don't troubles, but when I do I know I'm going too... I think the only thing that I have trouble with is time. I just can't get a handel on it. You know something, take a deep breath... go on do it. now do it with your eyes closed, come on I'll wait......The things we take for granted. Breathing is such an incredible feeling... Lungs filling up, if you concentrate hard enough you can feel the air going across the top of your mouth to the back of your throat, the relaxing qualities. once again good stuff... What can I say I love life, and I'm not tired again... I guess fuck empowerment I can't control my sleepiness :)
So I was thinking, I have so much that I want to do in life, and yet not sure if I'll even accomplish half of the things I want to experience. I want to be able to live these moments to the fullest, and then go on to the next experience like it was the only thing that matters in the entire universe. It's funny looking back at things I've lived quite a life... but I can't imagine whats possible still. I beleive that nothing is out of reach given the right dedication to achieve those goals or wishes or what ever it may be... Wow, I'm ranting, and I can imagine anyone will read this far, but at least hopefully at the end of this I will hit my pillow and be Out. I've decieded I know what I need now, its a song... Hmmm I need to find it... Google is my friend. type in a lyric (tasting you in rain) up pops Jets of Brazil Sweet Avenue....
The actual Best Love Song Ever
tasting you and rain I walk down to the train
try not to look down
this day could one day be an anniversary
everything is light and sound
facing forwards going slowly wait for you to show me
where this train wants to go
living by the hour I stop for every flower
everything is soft and slow
now all these tastes improve through the view that comes with you
like they handed me my life
for the first time it felt right
thank you for making me see there's a life in me
it was dying to get out
holding you we make two spoons beneath and April moon
everything is soft and sweet
this cigarette it could seduce
a nation with its smoke
crawling down my tired throat
scratches part of me that's purring
softly stirring
I'm a captain of industry smoking famously
feet up on the windowsill
look at all these trees I feel affinity with
everything so soft and still
budding at my fingertips
touching you I start to bloom
alive with trains and passing ships
soft and sweet along your lips now
I go "oh wow"
thank you for taking me from my monastery
I was dying to get out
with tears of gratitude
I like my latitude
cross town train to you
now all these tastes improve
through the view that comes with you
like they handed me my life for the first time it felt worth it
like I deserved it