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    Saturday, December 17th, 2005
    10:25
    [innisathome]
    i'm trying to find this song that was played at my school's presentation day. jaclyn, grace and i have been scratching our heads over who and what it is. here are some of the lyrics i think i know. i'm pretty sure it starts with "get up, get up". then the chorus goes something similar to:

    "this is the time
    ...
    this is what we've waited for, all the world
    ..."


    thanks!

    cross-posted.
    Friday, November 11th, 2005
    23:12
    [innisathome]
    Hi...

    Does anyone know of any songs that talk/sing/discuss about a utopia, or a perfect society? Maybe with some element of fantasy in it too? Something similar to "Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds" by The Beatles. Possibly along those lines (pun unintended) or doesn't even have to be. Its main subject should be about a world contrary to what we live in today <-- generalisation. but anyway, when i say that i mean terrorism, pain, that sort of thing. lyrics talking about a happy happy world. it's for my major textiles project, i wanna interpret those sort of lyrics. so far i only have Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds to choose from :/ Thanks everyone!

    lucy in the sky with diamonds lyricsCollapse )
    Tuesday, October 25th, 2005
    0:59
    [eideteker]
    Meat Puppets, Wish upon a Storm
    I can't see the stars
    So I look up to the storm
    Once I put away my dream
    Now I take them out to warm

    Between the skies, the clouds will shine
    Just to take another form
    Wish upon a storm
    Wish upon a storm
    Wish upon a storm
    Wish upon a storm

    The horseshoe on the wall
    Took a tumble to the floor
    I'm gonna hammer nails
    Hang the storm above my door

    You know this atmosphere is crazy
    So I let it slip away
    Wish upon a storm
    Wish upon a storm
    Wish upon a storm
    Wish upon a storm

    Current Mood: raining outside
    Tuesday, October 11th, 2005
    21:23
    [kalaninitestar]
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    Current Mood: get in on the burn...
    Saturday, October 1st, 2005
    10:40
    [eideteker]
    I'll Hit the Ground
    Since I'm back at Cornell, I've been looking at some of my old parodies, mostly based on college life. Some of them are fairly Cornell-centric, but here's one I hope college students (and former college students) the world over can enjoy:

    I’ll hit the ground

    I took a class that I thought it’d be easy to pass
    But there was something else, alas, I didn’t see

    how could it be I'm the only one who sees our prof’s insanity, yeah

    I am so beat, that I even tried to cheat
    Now I face utter defeat, all for a C

    Why does it sound like the T.A.’s gagged and bound?
    Give a quiz that knocks you down, all in Chinese

    I've taken all and I've endured
    The fall will take my pain
    I'm sure

    Foreign TA: I don’t know do anyting! (x4)

    I had no hand in the syllabus you planned
    The assignments, oh so grand
    couldn’t complete

    nights stayed up late; it’s been months since my last date
    I guess that it’s just my fate that I don’t sleep

    I've taken all and I've endured
    The fall will take my pain
    I'm sure

    Foreign TA: I don’t know do anyting! (x8)

    I’ll hit the ground
    I’ll hit the ground
    When I jump from the bridge (x3)
    I’ll hit the ground
    I’ll hit the ground
    When I jump into the gooo-ooo-ooo-oo-orge!

    Current Mood: all too familiar
    Saturday, September 17th, 2005
    19:22
    [innisathome]
    chicken
    hi, im new here...i like most types of music, mainly because people send me random songs of different genres. i was wondering if anyone knew of any songs relating to chickens??
    Friday, July 29th, 2005
    10:14
    [cptplanet2k3]
    For all fans of the horror novels, cheesy horror movies, indie/emo music, coheed and cambria, the alkaline trio, or murder by death:

    Please check out my latest work, posted on my SITE!

    It took me about 4 months to create since I was working on some other writings during that span of time, but in the end I have a fairly cohesive horror-themed tale, narrated through a series of 13 song lyrics.

    Here's a sample lyric, the first one in the story:

    Inter-city Sheet Glass MachineCollapse )

    Hope you enjoy!!!

    ~Jason
    Wednesday, June 15th, 2005
    10:23
    [eyenot]
    another new song lyric
    i might give her pearl necklaces or jewelled rings
    and other such comely and lovely things
    but none of them are really what my baby loves
    she loves it when i draw her b-b-b-beads of blood
    from my chest where a giant ruby burns with a fire
    for my only desire, my baby, cause she's simply the best
    blessed
    she will come to me and i will grant to her her heart's request
    blessed
    like a magical fountain driven by a pump that never rests
    blessed
    there's nothing tragic about it, baby, dry your eyes and wet your lips, instead
    though many beautiful objects can fit in her purse
    none are capable of satisfying her deep thirst
    she used to like wine, but, oh, she's given it up, yeah
    she used to lack experience, i was her first
    of all the pain she's felt she says mine was the worst
    now that she's into the swing of it, i'm fillin' her cup, yeah
    with b-b-beads of blood
    from my neck, my tongue, my eyes, my wrists, and my chest
    blessed
    giving back just one part of me, i get to keep the rest
    blessed
    even though eventually she'll drain me to my death
    blessed
    owing spiritually she's my advisor and she knows what's best
    blessed
    she will come to me and i will grant to her her heart's request
    blessed
    like a magical fountain driven by a pump that never rests
    blessed
    there's nothing tragic about it, baby, dry your eyes and wet your lips, instead
    ("blessed" © 2005 gabriel arthur petrie)

    And one by somebody else. I think this song would sound great at half the tempo, with a cello and violin instead of bass and guitar, and pipe organ for accompaniment and filling in for the harmonica. This makes it sound more like a really interesting, sad, blues song instead of rock and roll. The lyrics should be sung like angry, howling blues. They're very interesting lyrics, kind of a celebration of an absurdly nonsensical attitude towards private ownership and social responsibility. Note that I don't condone the actions described, but I can't seem to get the song off my mind, and it was while trying to sing the lyrics and hum the song while riding my bike that I came up with how it should sound, slower and classier:

    I've been caught stealing: once when I was five.
    I enjoy stealing, it's just as simple as that.
    Well it's just a simple fact,
    when I want something, man,
    I don't wanna pay for it.
    I walk right through the door and I walk right through the door.
    Hey all right!
    If I get by, it's mine.
    Mine, all mine!
    My girl, she's one too.
    She'll go and get her a skirt, stick it under her shirt.
    She grabbed a razor for me.
    And she did it, just like that.
    When she wants something, man, she don't wanna pay for it!
    She'll walk right, through the door, walk right through the door.
    Hey all right!
    If I get by, it's mine.
    Mine, all mine!
    Heya! (harmonica solo)
    We sat around the pile. We sat and laughed.
    We sat and laughed and waved it into the air.
    And we, did it, just like that.
    When we want something, man,
    we don't wanna pay for it.
    We walk right, through the door,
    walk right through the door.
    Hey, all right!
    If I get by, it's mine,
    mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine.
    It's mine.
    ("been caught stealing", jane's addiction)
    Sunday, June 5th, 2005
    12:22
    [drugmebeautiful]
    I believe I can see the future
    As I repeat the same routine
    I think I used to have a purpose
    But then again
    That might have been a dream

    I think I used to have a voice
    Now I never make a sound
    I just do what I've been told
    I really don't want them to come around
    Oh, no

    Everyday is exactly the same
    Everyday is exactly the same
    There is no love here
    And there is no pain
    Everyday is exactly the same

    I can feel thier eyes are watching
    In case I lose myself again
    Sometimes I think I'm happy here
    Sometimes, yet I still pretend
    I can't remember how this got started
    But I can tell you exactly how it will end

    Everyday is exactly the same
    Everyday is exactly the same
    There is no love here
    And there is no pain
    Everyday is exactly the same

    I'm writing on a little piece of paper
    I'm hoping someday you might find
    I'll hide it behind something
    They won't look behind
    I am still inside here
    A little bit comes bleeding through
    I wish this could have been any other way
    But I just don't know- I don't know what else I can do

    Everyday is exactly the same
    Everyday is exactly the same
    There is no love here
    And there is no pain
    Monday, May 30th, 2005
    17:19
    [eideteker]
    Queensrÿche, The Art of Life
    When I asked him,
    He described a thousand lifetimes
    At each turn, a hint of
    What one still must learn

    Now, I've read the thoughts of philosophers
    The words of liars
    Who say that underneath I'm
    Worthless, incomplete

    Someone said (someone said, someone said)
    We live our lives in between
    Is the art of life...?
    What is the art of life? (discipline, discipline)
    Is that the sweet mystery?

    The art of life is without rushing, without faltering
    Pushing as far as we can (lack of fear)

    Observe, with patience
    Free your mind
    Efficiency, control
    To develop the form
    Starts with acceptance
    Then submission to the goal

    Someone said (someone said, someone said)
    We live our lives in between (in between the extremes)
    Is the art of life...? (discipline, discipline)
    Can you tell me?
    Is that the sweet mystery?

    The art of life is: without rushing, without faltering
    We go as far as we can, as far as we can

    (lack of fear, discipline
    discipline, discipline)

    Someone said (someone said, someone said)
    We live our lives in between (in between the extremes)
    Is the art of life...?
    What is the art of life, (discipline, discipline) can you tell me?
    Is that the sweet mystery?

    The art of life is (you got that right)
    Without rushing, without faltering
    Unravelling the secrets of knowledge
    We must challenge and defeat our four natural enemies:
    Fear, clarity, power, and the desire to rest

    Current Mood: why do I go to extremes?
    Thursday, April 28th, 2005
    9:25
    [mlleraquel]
    Only the Strong

    What makes me think that it'll all work out in the end
    Afraid to feel bad, better off to try and pretend
    I'm immortal, immune to all that is wrong
    Just keep on wishing, crossing my fingers so long
    Is this helping, I'm growing weaker each day
    Can't stop whining, still afraid of what I might say
    Or reactions, that control us one and all
    It's mine, it's pure and, as decent as I can make myself
    Inside, we all know, only the strong survive
    Why don't you think about that
    So now I'm bleeding, on myself yes once again
    Seems I trusted another deceitful friend, my
    Fault should've known the deal
    Keep your friends close, but your enemy's closer
    for real
    Seems easy, but nothing could be so hard
    Trying to guess life's dealing what's the next card
    I'm surely folding, I don't like this hand at all
    (chorus)
    Keep those eyes wide open, here comes a blind side
    Maybe things happen for a reason, and wherein
    lies the answer
    To overcome the grieving, of life's unruly lessons
    I'm handed in succession, it builds my pain which
    makes me strong
    (chorus)
    Why don't you think about that

    Current Mood: depressed
    Monday, April 25th, 2005
    1:43
    [wyldeaxeslinger]
    SDMF
    If I could I surely would
    Child ease your pain
    But if I could no
    longer
    Would you still know my name?

    If I couldn't drain the
    tears
    That pour from these eyes
    Would you turn your back on me
    Would
    you wave goodbye?

    Chorus
    Or leave me way beyond empty
    inside
    Awaiting my last day to arive
    Way beyond empty inside
    Awaiting
    my end to arrive

    If I couldn't be the shoulder
    Which your head would
    rest upon
    Would you still be waiting (mama)
    Or would you be gone?
    If I
    couldn't keep the smile
    Forever on your face
    Would I still be around
    Or
    would I be replaced?

    (Yeah)
    Way beyond empty inside
    Awaiting my
    last day to arrive (yeah)
    Way beyond empty inside
    Awaiting my end to
    arrive

    Oh-o
    Oh-o-o-o
    Oh-o
    Oh-o-o-o

    Guitar
    Solo

    (And) Would you promise me
    Things they'd never change
    Could
    you promise me
    That things they'd stay the same?

    If I couldn't clear
    the clouds
    From over your head
    Would you keep your word to me
    Amongst
    all the things you said?

    Or leave me way beyond empty inside
    Awaiting
    my last day to arive (yeah)
    Way beyond empty inside
    (oh-o-o)
    Awaiting
    my end to arrive
    Oh yeah child!
    Saturday, April 16th, 2005
    21:10
    [ratekyzlyricz]
    Falling Still
    Can’t you see I’m hurting?
    But you carry on your antics
    Can’t you see I’m crying?
    But you go on like a fanatic
    Can’t you see I’m screaming?
    Pounding the door, you won’t let me in
    Can’t you see I’m dying?
    Yelling for you to help me get away from him

    (chorus)
    You say those words
    Don’t know they hurt so much
    To you it’s all a joke
    But I’m falling down with nothing to clutch
    I don’t want to tell you now
    It’s way past the beginning
    Well, if this was a game or something
    You sure as hell would be winning

    Can’t you read my eyes?
    Fear cannot be mistaken
    Can’t you hear my words?
    Why do they leave you unshaken?
    Can’t you perceive my wishes?
    Why am I forsaken?
    I’ve been sleeping forever now
    How long will you wait for me to waken?

    (chorus)
    You say those words
    Don’t know they hurt so much
    To you it’s all a joke
    But I’m falling down with nothing to clutch
    I don’t want to tell you now
    It’s way past the beginning
    Well, if this was a game or something
    You sure as hell would be winning

    Must have been like a high
    My mood was so abnormal
    Had to be knocked down from the sky
    Can’t believe it hurt so much
    Tried to get help
    Hurt only more to see that they can’t
    Sitting over paper
    Spilling words and tears
    And still, no one hears me

    (chorus)
    You say those words
    Don’t know they hurt so much
    To you it’s all a joke
    But I’m falling down with nothing to clutch
    I don’t want to tell you now
    It’s way past the beginning
    Well, if this was a game or something
    You sure as hell would be winning

    Current Mood: melancholy
    Saturday, February 26th, 2005
    21:08
    [eideteker]
    Do you realise?
    And it was morning
    And I found myself mourning for a childhood
    That I'd thought had disappeared.
    I looked out the window
    And I saw a magpie in a rainbow,
    The rain had gone, I'm not alone
    I turned to the mirror
    I saw you, the child
    That once loved
    The child before they broke his heart
    Our heart,
    The heart
    That I believed was lost.

    Hey, you.
    Surprised?
    More than surprised
    To find the answer to the questions
    Were always in your own eyes
    Do you realise
    That you could have gone back to her?
    But that would only be retracing all the problems that you ever knew
    So untrue
    For she's got to carry on with her life
    And you've got to carry on with yours.

    So I see, it's me
    I can do anything
    I'm still the child
    'Cause the only thing misplaced was direction
    And I found direction.
    There is no childhood's end
    There is no childhood's end
    'Cause you are my childhood friend
    'Cause you are my childhood friend
    Oh, lead me on

    Hey, you,
    You've survived
    Now you've arrived
    To be reborn in the shadow of the magpie
    Now you realise
    That you've got to get out of here.
    You've found the leading light of destiny
    Burning in the ashes of your memory,
    You want to change the world?
    You'd resigned yourself to die a broken rebel,
    But that was looking backward
    Now you've found the light.

    You, the child
    That once loved,
    The child before they broke his heart
    Our heart
    The heart that I believed was lost
    So it's me I see, I can do anything
    I'm still the child.
    'Cause the only thing misplaced was direction
    And I found direction.
    There is no childhood's end
    There is no childhood's end
    I am your childhood friend
    Oh, lead me on . . .

    Marillion, Misplaced Childhood


    Current Mood: i'm still the child
    Sunday, January 30th, 2005
    20:31
    [eideteker]
    Story with a Key
    I awoke this morning to find the door locked
    And all the windows open
    Clearly an exit but not exactly an escape
    Upon leaving I tested my key and found it no longer useful
    on the door that is when


    When I dream I dream
    of where I might go
    When I dream I dream
    of what I call home

    Where am I when I
    need to rest my head?
    Where are you when we
    might end up dead?

    It was at that time that she boarded her 747
    Headed north somewhere near the speed of light
    Her small arm waving at me below
    Legs and arms all useless


    When I dream I dream
    of where I might go
    When I dream I dream
    of what I call home

    Where am I when I
    need to rest my head?
    Where are you when we
    might end up dead?
    So dead...

    I'm tangled up in wire
    hair all around
    Sometimes I think I never
    heard the sound
    One body all wrapped up
    One ready to run
    I need to go
    where I call home

    Face made of stone and castle made of sand
    And building made of bricks and a broken hand
    I'm all messed up and confused
    Don't know where to go
    I need to go
    Where I call home... home

    I need a dream of you, I need to call home
    I need a dream of you, I need to call home

    I need I need I need to go home
    I need I need my home
    I need to go
    where I call
    my
    home

    Where am I when I
    need to rest my head? rest my head
    I need to go
    where I call home
    my my home
    I need to go
    home
    home
    home
    home

    Current Mood: lucid
    Thursday, January 13th, 2005
    10:43
    [mrshannibal]
    sid vicious rules!
    and through it all
    when there was doubt
    i ate a cat
    and spat it out

    Current Mood: awake
    Monday, January 10th, 2005
    21:49
    [regretthisday]
    1:58
    [j_brannan]
    i wrote this not intending for it to sound like a werid limerick or some children's song, but it seems to have turned out that way. what do you guys think? does it sound too pansy-ish? could it ever get any airplay?


    it only hurts when i’m awake
    and now i hardly ever sleep
    eyes dry like desert sand
    nary a tear to weep

    looking for a path
    where all roads lead to sad
    put on some music
    ain’t no more feelin’ bad

    find a happy
    sad song to sing
    about a life away from here

    find a happy
    sad song to sing
    no regrets and always clear

    the caged bird sings
    a sound beyond the bars
    as a question to all
    finding who we are

    and when time runs out
    what will you have done
    leave a mark in a note
    for those who’ve just begun

    find a happy
    sad song to sing
    hide your sorrow behind a smile

    find a happy
    sad song to sing
    forget about it all for a while

    Current Mood: confused
    Sunday, January 9th, 2005
    18:34
    [brittlemadness4]
    11:33
    [pilz_e91]
    hahah poem
    worth more dead then alive, nothing left but the take the dive, left out to take the fall, i thought that i had it all, and i did till i lost it, i was stupid please forgive me, as to see you smile, i cannot stand to see you fade,my memories of you, are the truest of blades cutting through my broken heart, and time stands still.

    wrote this when i "cheated"

    Current Mood: tired
    Saturday, January 8th, 2005
    14:53
    [pilz_e91]
    haha wrote this poem umm for my gf ummm yeah

    i cant say what i really want to,
    to express how i feel,
    everything that i do i am always thinking of you,
    your long blonde hair,
    your golden smile,
    a day can seem like forever,
    when i cant see you,
    and i want to say what i feel,
    to let you know what i can say to you,
    so i will try my best, to confess,
    that i love you alli.

    i know it sucks but w/e it says how i feel about her. hehe poetry

    Current Mood: w/e
    12:48
    [regretthisday]
    0:17
    [regretthisday]
    Thursday, December 30th, 2004
    15:53
    [gotwa]
    From beyond the grave to awaken your mind
    I must teach you a lesson that I never learned
    But without a god, could you carry on?
    If the answer is "no", then just stop right there

    I used to hate her Jesus, but jesus is her.....

    God was created by human minds
    Her mind was feeble so she loved god
    God was created by human minds
    Her god is dead, because she died
    God was created by human minds
    I fucking hate god, so I hate her

    What I thought to be possession of my own mortal shell
    Turned out to be my subconscious allowing my mind to be tricked

    God was created by human minds
    A ghost to scare you, make you succumb
    God was created by human minds
    Pathetic liar, I'm not afraid!

    Her jesus was not to blame for taking her life she died by my hand
    My hands around her neck, my cock deep in her cunt

    Open your mind and understand [Repeat]

    My hate comes from my mind, violence in my past
    I fixate and connect, obsess and destroy
    Her need for a god, created by her past
    Fear and ostracization, she wanted it this way
    This abuse created demons, one violent one demure
    In the name of their god, I denounce the name of Christ

    I am my own savior

    From beyond the grave to awaken your mind
    I must teach you a lesson that I never learned
    But without a god, could you carry on?
    If the answer is "no", then just stop right there

    You are your own god
    I am my own god
    Sunday, December 5th, 2004
    23:28
    [eideteker]
    Reminder
    his creativity was like a blind swing in the dark
    sometimes there were soft, guiding whispers
    but more often than not it was sick stabbings at an elusive meat
    no matter how sharp the barbs the hooks never seem to dig deep enough to allow for pure unadulterated pleasure
    guilt works its square-assed self into every open nook and sore
    like salt, it burns harsh

    Do you remember when you bit my lip and the blood ran oil black?
    Do you remember when the room caught fire and I dreamt we were on a ship?
    Smokestack and steam flame in my eyes
    And you don't make much sense
    Kicking in your sleep at faces unseen
    What do you have to say?


    she had one of those soft maps to a moment's worth of release
    taught me poems aren't only for the downtrodden
    "Sometimes you could smile a little," she would say
    "Smile?" I thought, but sex would get in the way
    I smiled like some goddamned cheshire cat
    the taste of all the inbetweens and I'd smile
    just the thought of that smell... I'm smiling

    I get caught up in memories
    Like some goddamned child and his dolls
    And I'm sick and tired of worrying knowing that you're somewhere else
    Fire in your eyes and paint on your clothes
    What's the joke?


    what it's worth to me
    a click track seems to keep it all in line
    but everyone rides their own wave
    that's when it crumbles a bit by a bit more

    it's my flesh
    guilty
    it's my flesh.

    the soul is bread and butter for the indignant
    hands are often caught scratching the itchier parts of life
    (I know my memories)
    beck and call all the friends of the angels not the angels
    (won't stand still)
    what we have is a tea party for the lonesome
    (I know my memories)
    a feast for the eyes the girl with the rough hewn skin
    (won't stand still)
    the boy with corrigible smile
    (I know my memories)
    toothless in spots essential scars are pleasant
    (won't stand still)
    when all is said and done
    charisma in the imperfect yelp of the lame mongrel
    (won't staaand still)
    aesthetic as it may seem
    the pathetic little rings curled into her hair index fingered to the max
    they are the sum of the totals
    I clock these days of youth out on a miniature of the world
    Here in the south is Africa
    the quadrant opposite is a great green healthy land
    but this coy replica does not revolve around me

    Current Mood: 'tis the season to risk
    Saturday, October 30th, 2004
    20:46
    [brianktm]
    Was that it?
    Was that it?

    This linear image of inaction churning cycles within
    I’m flipping the pages of a tattered album
    Filled with half images of static hinting at
    What could have been, what promise was thrown away
    And replaced by idleness of an unused mind and limbs

    Was that it? Is this all done?
    I could have sworn these gray walls implied
    The anxiety of a waiting room at some point in times gone by
    These sheeted tables belying lumpy contents weren’t here
    There was something more, that sand slipped through too fast

    Complacency, I found, will put the deepest damper
    On the greatest of mental infernos
    And smother the thickest exhalations laced
    With acidic fear and rage contorted among sour pain
    While smelling of the sweet fragrances of lust and passion

    Was that it? Is this all done?
    I could have sworn these gray walls implied
    The anxiety of a waiting room at some point in times gone by
    These sheeted tables belying lumpy contents weren’t here
    There was something more, that sand slipped through too fast

    Trepidation when treading the waters
    Turned me back more than once to the shore of this pool
    Who’s to know when the bottom drops off to null
    And a sinking to the bottom commences unhindered by
    The lack of application of what I didn’t want to waste time on

    Was that it? Is this all done?
    I could have sworn these gray walls implied
    The anxiety of a waiting room at some point in times gone by
    These sheeted tables belying lumpy contents weren’t here
    There was something more, that sand slipped through too fast

    Sometimes it seemed easier
    To sit back and watch all of that
    Clear stream continue unbroken
    To let that diffracted screen of light
    Carry on without the lightest of my scratches

    Never had the strength to lift from
    The bedridden state of my mind

    Sometimes it seemed easier
    To sit back and watch all of that
    Clear stream continue unbroken
    To let that diffracted screen of light
    Carry on without the lightest of my scratches

    When the light flickers and the dread grips like
    A productive mother’s clammy hand
    I wouldn’t run for the artificial source like before
    I’d walk alone on the fibers of that dark web instead of leaping
    From the edge for fear of the monster at the center

    Was that it? Is this all done?
    I could have sworn these gray walls implied
    The anxiety of a waiting room at some point in times gone by
    These sheeted tables belying lumpy contents weren’t here
    There was something more, that sand slipped through too fast

    I can feel the dry chafing from the warm appendages of emptiness
    On my skin, fighting for what’s left and inhaling that essence of existence

    Current Mood: awake
    Thursday, October 14th, 2004
    22:56
    [eideteker]
    Trailer Bride, Arrowheads
    Look at my feet as I walk alone
    Through the muddy fields in the rain
    To find a token of love's first sting
    In the muddy cotton rows of early Spring
    So I'm searchin'
    for arrowheads
    in the rain

    Cupid, where are you now?
    You let loose a crooked arrow to fall
    Then you turned tail and flew away
    So I listen for you among the crow holes
    And I search
    with a bowed head
    in the rain

    Through a misty gusty of fog
    I blink my eyes to remember the crush
    Of that ancient, precious wound
    That's been covered long ago by a scar
    So I'm searchin'
    for arrowheads
    in the rain

    Current Mood: bereft
    Monday, October 11th, 2004
    9:59
    [squareballoon]
    If I, I get to know your name
    Well if I, could trace your private number, baby
    All I know is that to me
    You look like you're lots of fun
    Open up your loving arms
    I want some,want some

    I set my sights on you (and no one else will do)

    And I, I've got to have my way now, baby
    All I know is that to me
    You look like you're having fun
    Open up your loving arms
    Watch,out here I come

    You spin me right round, baby
    Right round like a record, baby
    Right round round round

    You spin me right round, baby
    Right round like a record, baby
    Right round round round

    I got to be your friend now, baby
    And I would like to move in a little bit closer

    All I know is that to me
    You look like you're lots of fun
    Open up your loving arms
    Watch out, here I come
    Monday, October 4th, 2004
    9:11
    [xcrimsonkissx]
    88-Sum41
    wait how long would you wait
    just for me to call
    I know you make mistakes
    yeah but
    I hope some day you have it all
    cause I feel like a prisoner
    trapped inside your broken world
    while I'm playing the victim again
    running in circles
    to me it's all the same
    and though nothing's gonna change
    I hope someday you have it all

    take this aggravation that I've thrown myself into
    change this situation just cause I need something new

    and still I feel like a prisoner
    trapped inside your broken world
    while I'm playing the victim again
    running in circles
    to me it's all the same
    and though nothing's gonna change
    I hope someday you have it all

    if we could all depend
    on what we know
    if you could understand
    I'm losing control
    that I'm losing control
    that I'm losing control
    that I'm losing control
    Friday, September 17th, 2004
    14:03
    [eyenot]
    'not hard enough' by gabriel arthur petrie
    consider our last moments, self-consider this
    where would you rest your feet
    tell me what your body loves to touch the most
    tell me where you'd have the ages pass your ghost
    think how your blood and flesh, your wet vein
    what surfaces would complete
    take a moment to consider all the exiles in pain
    how will you find them under flattened grey terrain
    teach the phone some honesty and decrypt my words
    i'm just made out of bones and meat
    you would fall in love with my more hardened peer
    before you'd ever let my ground reality be near
    now just for your records, fore the chisels fall
    i'm not a layer of concrete
    if she'd only beat on me in empty lovers' quarrel
    she only beats the pavement lending all the bricks my sorrow
    (leaves nothing for me to feel)

    "not hard enough" by gabriel arthur petrie
    Sunday, September 12th, 2004
    23:18
    [beracjade]
    "Gifts and Curses" by Yellowcard
    (from the Spider-Man 2 OST)

    Mary belongs to the words of a song
    I try to be strong for her
    Try not to be wrong for her
    She will not wait for me anymore, anymore
    Why did I say all those things before?
    I was sure...

    (She is the one) But I have a purpose
    (She is the one) And I have to fight this
    (She is the one) The villian I cannot down

    I see your face in every punch I take
    And every bone I break, it's all for you
    And my worst pains are words I cannot say
    Still, I will always fight on for you

    Mary's alive in the bright New York sky
    The city lights shine for her
    Above them, I cry for her
    Everything's small on the ground below, down below
    What if I fall? Then where where would I do?
    Would she know?

    (She is the one) All that I wanted
    (She is the one) And I will be haunted
    (She is the one) This gift is my curse for now

    I see your face in every punch I take
    And every bone I break, it's all for you
    And my worst pains are words I cannot say
    Still, I will always fight on for you

    [Instrumental break]

    I see your face in every punch I take
    And every bone I break, it's all for you
    And my worst pains are words I cannot say
    Still, I will always fight on for you
    Fight on for you
    Fight on for you
    0:48
    [yourxemoxkid]
    Promises--written by myself
    I tried to tell myself that I don't care anymore
    but the tears continue to fall down my face.
    I tried to stop myself from crying
    because now that you're gone,
    there's nobody to cry for

    you took the best of me
    and all that's left
    is the memory of who i used to be
    just a hollow frame with nothing inside
    just a fragile girl with nowhere to hide
    nowhere to hide
    from you

    my heart was broken
    my life was shattered
    when my dreams were crushed by you,
    all of my nightmares started coming true
    there's nothing i can do
    because there's nowhere to hide
    nowhere to hide
    from you

    it hurts when you still come around
    it hurts to pretend like nothing's wrong
    and to fake a smile
    pretending to be strong
    like nothing ever happened
    like all of your words went unsaid
    but i cant fake it anymore
    the happy part of me is long dead.

    you took the best of me
    and all that's left
    is the memory of who i used to be
    just a hollow frame with nothing inside
    just a fragile girl with nowhere to hide
    nowhere to hide
    from you

    part of me is still with you
    the part that used to smile
    and be told that she was loved
    every once in a while
    as long as you're gone
    the tears will flow on

    comments are helpful
    Saturday, September 11th, 2004
    21:13
    [h_a_u_n_t_e_d]
    lyrics by me lol
    You're mine
    You know that I've been haunting you.
    Hunting you down.
    You know that I've been watching you,
    Knowing how you get around.

    [pre-chorus]
    You can't forsake me,
    You must stay.
    You can't run away from me,
    Forever beside you I'll stay.

    [chorus]
    You belong to nobody,
    You only belong to yourself and I.
    You can't escape from me,
    You're all mine.

    You're the only one I'd trust,
    The only one that I'll ever smile deeply in front of.
    You can't hide from me,
    You have to stay beside me.

    You can't escape from me,
    No matter how much you hate me.
    Even if you killed yourself,
    I'd die with you,
    You'll never be with anybody else.

    [pre-chorus]
    You can't foresake me,
    You must stay.
    You can't run away from me,
    Forever beside you I'll stay.

    [chorus]
    You belong to nobody,
    You only belong to yourself and I.
    You can't escape from me,
    You're all mine.

    No one will come near you,
    No one will ever belong to you,
    Only me and you in both of our lives,
    You cannot escape me,
    You're all mine.

    I'll destroy those who try to contact you.
    I'll destroy those who cry with you.
    Only me and you in both of our lives,
    You cannot escape me,
    For the last time.

    Those who come near shall be forbidden.
    Those who hurt you shall be bitten.
    Only I'm in your heart this time,
    You cannot escape me,
    You're all mine.

    [screamed]
    (all mine...nobody else's...
    All mine...only you and me...]

    Copyright © 2004. All rights reserved. Do not steal, borrow, reproduce or modify the content in this post.

    Current Mood: evil/dark
    Wednesday, September 8th, 2004
    14:06
    [squareballoon]
    I'll sing it one last time for you
    Then we really have to go
    You've been the only thing that's right
    In all i've done.

    And I can barely look at you
    But every single time I do
    I know we'll make it anywhere
    Anywhere from here

    Light up, Light up
    As if you have a choice
    Even if you cannot hear my voice
    I'll be right beside you dear

    Louder, louder
    And we'll run for our lives
    I can hardly speak I understand
    Why you can't raise your voice to say

    To think I might not see those eyes
    It makes it so hard not to cry
    And as we say our long goodbyes
    I nearly do.

    Light up, light up
    As if you have a choice
    Even if you cannot hear my voice
    I'll be right beside you dear

    Louder, louder
    And we'll run for our lives
    I can hardly speak I understand
    Why you can't raise your voice to say

    Slower, slower
    We don't have time for that
    All I want is to find an easier way
    To get out of our little heads

    Have heart my dear
    We're bound to be afraid
    Even if it's just for a few days
    Making up for all this mess.

    Light up, light up
    As if you have a choice
    Even if you cannot hear my voice
    I'll be right beside you dear.

    Links to Snow Patrol Lyrics
    Monday, September 6th, 2004
    3:37
    [eyenot]
    My Stuff
    by Gabriel Arthur Petrie

    Ya ya ya I'll go in there -- MMM--HMMM!!! IF IT'S UPSIDE DOOOWWWN!!!
    You say I'm not athletic enough. How would you know me?
    You say I'm down but it's not gonna rock. Am I that hard to see?
    I mean to look at. You ain't hard to look at; if you don't want to hear that, you don't have to be that; I mean you don't have to be me -- you can just be my sunbeam. :)

    My stuff don't want you for a phoney, no, no: my stuff wants it all
    My stuff don't want you to withhold me: you might want me to withdraw
    My stuff don't want you if you're 'cidal: you might not like me at all
    My stuff just wants inside your honey. Just let me wiggle on your walls

    My stuff, and no I ain't talking bout your breadjam
    I mean I like that stuff when I can go there
    I mean you might not understand I blow that
    When I see your picture and I know that
    You're in the chaplaincy and they don't roll that
    Because they're feminists and they enroll that
    And they touch it, and pray on it
    Like we didn't know that, nana-nana-na na
    Schoolyard, you make it plain and simple
    And it's so hard, to not array your dimples
    In my mind, I always trace your nipples
    I mean "I don't, don't, don't -- Do I Do I Do I Do I" (Say it)

    My stuff don't want you for a phoney, no-no no-no: my stuff wants it all (Not sometimes, but all the time)
    My stuff don't want you to withhold me: you might want me to withdraw (The sun and the rain and the appleseed)
    My stuff don't want you if you're 'cidal: you might not like me at all (Back of the bread, just you and me)
    My stuff just wants inside your honey. Just let me wiggle on your walls (Not the river but the stream)

    Ugly dudes do not make the rules, that's why you don't respond to me
    Ugly dudes do not get the girls, that's why you don't even know me
    Seein you swang with Commie and the Gang ain't tripped no chips on me
    Got some more fishies I'd like to cast carefully, then you can push me back into the sea (I can chill more free where Poseidon breaths.)
    I mean it's so easy to see, why I regret you lookin' like me
    Some of us learn to share, you see
    Some of us learn to understand it
    I wanna touch you casually, and let you know how I want it to be
    I know I can not make you believe
    And besides I think they already damned it

    My stuff doesn't want me for a sunbeam, in fact it might not want you at all (It's no sin, to just want in)
    My stuff doesn't want you to disown me, I want you, chastity, and all (Can we just open up and let it fall)
    My stuff doesn't want you in a bridal, nor under crook nor in no stall (But I know what's down when we hear the call)
    My stuff just wants inside your queen's hive, I'll walk Egyptian on your walls (I guess that's all)
    Saturday, September 4th, 2004
    7:09
    [child_of_zion]
    I've been looking for the name of this song for forever and I just heard a remix of it today on a commericial on HBO. I'm not sure when it was made or who it was by.. it's very folk-rock-ish.. like simon & garfunkel

    here are some of the lyrics:

    "You taught it to me too
    exactly what you do
    now I'm so in love with you

    oh oh it's true
    I love you

    You taught me how to say
    exactly what you say
    in that very special way

    oh oh it's true
    you fell for me too"

    if one of you guys can help me, I'll be much appreciated. gracias.

    Current Mood: tired
    Friday, September 3rd, 2004
    0:10
    [eideteker]
    How many references do you get?
    Times New Roman you know the type
    Callin me Public Enemy but don't believe the hype
    Tough guy like the one in Star 80 wanna bait me
    Hook line sinker now your lady wanna date me
    Give your girl a little wink so you make a big stink
    Shoulder's got a chip so you flip like a tiddlywink
    Know what I think? I think you're likely Darwin's missing link
    Get all bent out of shape when the heat is on just like a Shrinky Dink
    But I can take a hint better than I can take a hick
    Completely incompatible even though I'm a pussy and you're a dick
    How can you hold a grudge when you can't even hold a job?
    Shoulda known butter but you're not corn on the cob
    I choose to use a song for a weapon not a sword—struck a chord
    If I wanted to see stars I'd watch the Academy Awards
    That's why I ran like A Flock of Seagulls—why make up like Mary Kay?
    You must've given up on hairplugs cause now you're going toupee

    All in all, you're just another dick with no balls
    All in all, you're just another dick with no balls


    Momma said talk this out and resolve
    Don't wanna be involved so call me when you evolve
    Doggy-paddle to the shallow end of the gene pool
    Half with it half-wit half finished high school
    Give you a piece of my mind but I know you want it splattered
    Heard you like your women like you like your shrimp—you like 'em battered
    Wife-beater perfectly fitting apparel
    Where's your brother Darryl? Where's your other brother Darryl?
    Giving me that Macho Man Randy Savage stare
    Wanna snap into a Slim Jim break my limbs but do I care?
    No, sorry. I'm a lover not a fighter. Commit your crime.
    I'll be glad to do your girlfriend. I'll be glad that you do time.
    Here's the deal: I cop a feel you cop a plea but get the maximum
    Now we both got records but the difference is mine's platinum
    Definitely showed this yellow-bellied wimp limp in your cell now though alone
    When you're chokin your chicken your chick will be chokin on this chicken's bone

    All in all, you're just another dick with no balls
    All in all, you're just another dick with no balls


    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde
    Right turn, Clyde

    Current Mood: somebody got told
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