Say something random
podcasting is feeding apple pie to whales.
Open your eyes to nights and days, you close them up and float away
and somehow inbetween you've got to master lying to yourself
you back the cause, get out of school, you get a job, the job gets you
and somehow every day you end up serving somebody else
now if that ain't panic that you're feeling, then you damn well better start
you can drive it into that head of yours with the hammer in your heart.
And it's alriiiiiiiight now, take the world and make it yours again.
and somehow inbetween you've got to master lying to yourself
you back the cause, get out of school, you get a job, the job gets you
and somehow every day you end up serving somebody else
now if that ain't panic that you're feeling, then you damn well better start
you can drive it into that head of yours with the hammer in your heart.
And it's alriiiiiiiight now, take the world and make it yours again.
Getting close! I'm going out so I'll probably miss it!
just like you they're only lonely boys and girls like all over the world
Open your eyes to nights and days, you close them up and float away
and somehow inbetween you've got to master lying to yourself
you back the cause, get out of school, you get a job, the job gets you
and somehow every day you end up serving somebody else
now if that ain't panic that you're feeling, then you damn well better start
you can drive it into that head of yours with the hammer in your heart.
And it's alriiiiiiiight now, take the world and make it yours again.
and somehow inbetween you've got to master lying to yourself
you back the cause, get out of school, you get a job, the job gets you
and somehow every day you end up serving somebody else
now if that ain't panic that you're feeling, then you damn well better start
you can drive it into that head of yours with the hammer in your heart.
And it's alriiiiiiiight now, take the world and make it yours again.
Whispers Issue Forth After A Long Silence
A hushed trickle of emotion floats into my ears, as if from far away. In this darkness I see nothing, only the faltering stars in the sky above me, flickering as if they are candles about to die out. There is no wind here to touch my skin, to move the leaves, only the cold air around me. Quietly pushing down, taking my breath away, untill I'm on the ground gasping. Again the whisper, it brushes against my ear, never loud enough to understand. From time to time the stars brighten enough for me to see dim outlines, but every time they fade again, closer to going out then before. In this state, I lay. The slow laboring of breath in and out, nothing more, and nothing less. I'll lay and pray, waiting for the light, waiting for the end of the long silence.
Little Holes
I sit and stare into white artificial light. Seeking something that isn't there, something to fill in my little holes. Perhaps it's to white-wash my insides, and brighten my eyes. Perhaps it's only to pass the time. Perhaps there's no reason at all, and thats something we should understand. I am a great spectator from my home on the sidelines. Quietly watching and waiting. I notice the way her own skin never seems to fit, and the way he build's barriors of bravado to keep the cold away. But I say nothing and keep to myself, watching, and waiting. There's a man I know, who's full of candy sweet smiles and sounds. He's friendly, neat, and proper. But inside he's all shadows and hate, frightful and fake. Nothing but meaningless ettiquette, and sugary smiles. I notice these things outside the window, where I sit. No mirrors, only glass. I see all this but say nothing, watching, and waiting. Then I sit again staring into artificial light, seeking something that isn't there. Something to fill my little holes.[/b]
A hushed trickle of emotion floats into my ears, as if from far away. In this darkness I see nothing, only the faltering stars in the sky above me, flickering as if they are candles about to die out. There is no wind here to touch my skin, to move the leaves, only the cold air around me. Quietly pushing down, taking my breath away, untill I'm on the ground gasping. Again the whisper, it brushes against my ear, never loud enough to understand. From time to time the stars brighten enough for me to see dim outlines, but every time they fade again, closer to going out then before. In this state, I lay. The slow laboring of breath in and out, nothing more, and nothing less. I'll lay and pray, waiting for the light, waiting for the end of the long silence.
Little Holes
I sit and stare into white artificial light. Seeking something that isn't there, something to fill in my little holes. Perhaps it's to white-wash my insides, and brighten my eyes. Perhaps it's only to pass the time. Perhaps there's no reason at all, and thats something we should understand. I am a great spectator from my home on the sidelines. Quietly watching and waiting. I notice the way her own skin never seems to fit, and the way he build's barriors of bravado to keep the cold away. But I say nothing and keep to myself, watching, and waiting. There's a man I know, who's full of candy sweet smiles and sounds. He's friendly, neat, and proper. But inside he's all shadows and hate, frightful and fake. Nothing but meaningless ettiquette, and sugary smiles. I notice these things outside the window, where I sit. No mirrors, only glass. I see all this but say nothing, watching, and waiting. Then I sit again staring into artificial light, seeking something that isn't there. Something to fill my little holes.[/b]
"How can we justify spending so much on destruction and so little on life?" Matthew Good
"The white dove is gone, the one world has come down hard, so why not share the pain of our problems, when all around are wrong ways, when all around is hurt, i'll roll up in an odd shape and wait, untill the tide has turned.....with anger, i'm dead weight, i'm anchored"- IME, God Rocket (Into the Heart of Las Vegas) ^ Some say this song is about a terrorists thoughts before 911
"Pray for the sheep" Matt Good
"But it's alright, take the world and make it yours again" Matt Good
I felt it in the wind, and i saw it in the sky, i thought it was the end, i thought it was the 4th of July.
"Hold on, hold on children, your mother and father are leaving, hold on, hold on children your best freind's parents are leaving, leaving,.......*AHHH*! " - Death From Above - Black History Month
"The white dove is gone, the one world has come down hard, so why not share the pain of our problems, when all around are wrong ways, when all around is hurt, i'll roll up in an odd shape and wait, untill the tide has turned.....with anger, i'm dead weight, i'm anchored"- IME, God Rocket (Into the Heart of Las Vegas) ^ Some say this song is about a terrorists thoughts before 911
"Pray for the sheep" Matt Good
"But it's alright, take the world and make it yours again" Matt Good
I felt it in the wind, and i saw it in the sky, i thought it was the end, i thought it was the 4th of July.
"Hold on, hold on children, your mother and father are leaving, hold on, hold on children your best freind's parents are leaving, leaving,.......*AHHH*! " - Death From Above - Black History Month
Who are you?
I'm the enchanted wizard of rhythm.
I'm the enchanted wizard of rhythm.
turn your head
come back again
to here knows when
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come back again
to here knows when
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I just can't get you out of my head! I'M SORRY JEEZ!
I just can't get you out of my head! I'M SORRY JEEZ!
~*Megan*~
"Wow, nice to meet you. Nine years huh? That's a really long time. Are you going to stab me or something? Because if you are, can we get it over with?" ~Jer
You are never stronger than when you land on the other side of despair. ~Zadie Smith, White Teeth
"Wow, nice to meet you. Nine years huh? That's a really long time. Are you going to stab me or something? Because if you are, can we get it over with?" ~Jer
You are never stronger than when you land on the other side of despair. ~Zadie Smith, White Teeth
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I've been sneezing a lot too lately.
Have YOU been thinking about ME??
Have YOU been thinking about ME??
~*Megan*~
"Wow, nice to meet you. Nine years huh? That's a really long time. Are you going to stab me or something? Because if you are, can we get it over with?" ~Jer
You are never stronger than when you land on the other side of despair. ~Zadie Smith, White Teeth
"Wow, nice to meet you. Nine years huh? That's a really long time. Are you going to stab me or something? Because if you are, can we get it over with?" ~Jer
You are never stronger than when you land on the other side of despair. ~Zadie Smith, White Teeth
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I forgot I left my CD player on upstairs and all of a sudden I heard...
"....I WANNA PLAAAY SOOMMME NAKED PEEK-A-BOO! I WANNA PLAAAAAAY SOOOOMMMMME NAKED PEEK-A-BOO..."
I've gotta stop putting songs I don't want my family to listen to on CDs.
"....I WANNA PLAAAY SOOMMME NAKED PEEK-A-BOO! I WANNA PLAAAAAAY SOOOOMMMMME NAKED PEEK-A-BOO..."
I've gotta stop putting songs I don't want my family to listen to on CDs.
-Sarah
Goodbye you liar,
Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything
Then you think you will inspire
Take apart your head
(and I wish I could inspire)
Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
Goodbye you liar,
Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything
Then you think you will inspire
Take apart your head
(and I wish I could inspire)
Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.