*Pull me out from inside...I am ready...*

Sep 01, 2005 10:13

I have joined you lemmings.

I got a myspace.

But I hope it serves its purpose
and lets me keep in touch after i move
since i know all of you and your mothers have one.

The link is in my userinfo.



I have been listening to the counting crows
repeatedly for the past couple days...
Awsome lyrics...

*I get so nervous - I'm shaking
It's so I got no pride at all
It gets so bad but I just keep coming back for more
Guess I just get off on that stuff
I'm thinking about taking some time
I'm thinking about leaving soon
I got some things I can't tell anyone
I got some things I just can't say
They're the kinda things that no one knows about
just need somebody to talk to me
I'm thinking about leaving tomorrow
I'm thinking about being on my own
Think I've been wasting my time
I'm thinking about getting out
I'm thinking about getting out
In all this time
The bottom line
You don’t know how much I feel
You say you see but I don’t agree.
Don’t know - don’t know how I feel.
Just trying to get myself some gravity
you’re just trying to get me to say.
Sometimes I sit here
Looking down upon Los Angeles
Sometimes I'm floating away
Thinking about breaking myself
I'm thinking about getting back home
I think I've been waiting way to long
I'm thinking about getting out …*

*Such a life
Such a life
Such a life
I'm a comet ... honestly
I don't know why
All my friends got flowers in their eyes
But I got none this season
All of last year's blooms have gone and died
Time doesn't give a reason
Hey baby do you ask yourself
Sometimes what you need to be forgiven?
Everything that you ever done wrong
Is the reason that I'm driven
Straight to you
Waiting here for you
Wanting to tell you
How I get my ends and my beginnings mixed up, too
Just the way you do
I thought if I told you
You might want to stay for just another day or two
It's just like answers
That come in small packages that go in the mail
Waiting for the trains that just never come
Beginning to believe in the disappearing nature of
The people we have been
We have begun to change
Into the worst kind of people
So unkind Oh apologies
No apologies
This apology doesn't describe
The way it feels to feel for you
Waiting here for you
Wanting to tell you
how I find myself
Slowly disappearing too
Just the way you do
I thought if I told you
You might want to help me to remain with you
I just wanna stay for a little while
There's a night life falling down on me
I just feel like a change
Beneath the sun in the summer a sea of flowers
won't bloom without the rain
But oh this desert life
This high life
Here at the dying end of the day
I wasn't made for the scene, baby
But I was made in this scene, baby
It's just my way
I don't wanna go home alone
I wanna come on home to you
Waiting here for you
Wanting to tell you
How I line my sky with all the silver I can use
Just the way you do
I thought if I told you
you might want to stay for just another day or two

Isn't that just like
disappearing into the sum of yourself
and the person you are disappearing into?
It's like one plus one equals nothing at all
nothing at all…*

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