Saturday, July 30, 2005

Behind These Hazel Eyes

Seems like just yesterday, you were a part of me
I used to stand so tall, I used to be so strong
Your arms around me tight, everything it felt so right
Unbreakable, like nothing could go wrong


Now I can't breathe, no I can't sleep
I’m barely hanging on

Here I am, once again
I’m torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

I told you everything, opened up and let you in
You made me feel alright, for once in my life
Now all that’s left of me is what I pretend to be
So together, but so broken up inside

Cause I can’t breathe, no I can’t sleep
I’m barely hanging on

Here I am, once again
I’m torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

Swallow me, then spit me out
For hating you, I blame myself
Seeing you, it kills me now
No, I don’t cry on the outside anymore
Anymore

Here I am, once again
I’m torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

Here I am, once again
I’m torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

Thursday, July 28, 2005

You Found Me

Is this a dream
If it is
Please don't wake me from this high
I'd become comfortably numb
Until you opened up my eyes
To what it's like
When everything's right
I can't believe

You found me
When no one else was looking
How did you know just where I would be
Yeah, you broke through all of my confusion
The ups and the downs
And you still didn't leave
I guess that you saw what nobody could see
You found me
You found me

So here we are
And that's pretty far
When you think of where we've been
No going back, I'm fading out
All that has faded me within
You're by my side
Now everything's fine
I can't believe

You found me
When no one else was looking
How did you know just where I would be
Yeah, you broke through all of my confusion
The ups and the downs
And you still didn't leave
I guess that you saw what nobody could see
You found me
You found me

And I was hiding
Till you came along
And showed me where I belong
You found me
When no one else was looking
How did you know, how did you know

You found me
When no one else was looking
How did you know just where I would be
Yeah, you broke through all of my confusion
The ups and the downs
And you still didn't leave
I guess that you saw what nobody could see
You found me

Thursday, July 21, 2005

If I Could Bottle Up The Chills That You Gave Me I Would Keep Them In A Jar Next To My Bed

- -Sometimes a thunderstorm makes everything calm

- - Sometimes life just sucks

- - Sometimes people just need to back the hell off

- -Sometimes an iced latte on a hot summer day can solve anything

- -Sometimes a hug can make you feel worse

- -Sometimes I laugh just so I won’t cry

- -Sometimes the same Bright Eyes song played many times in a row is the best companion

- -Sometimes books are better friends then people

- -Sometimes you get lost in lies

- -Sometimes the person that should make you happy is the one that makes you cry

- -Sometimes Italy doesn’t feel like such a great place to be

- -Sometimes hearts break

- -Sometimes you don’t know what you have until it’s too late

- -Sometimes the one person that helps you forget the rest of the world becomes part of what you need to forget.

- -Sometimes I get scared

- -Sometimes I screw up and fall too hard

- -Sometimes I just want to move to New York and forget about everything else

- -Sometimes saying nothing at all makes everything better

- -Sometimes the space between us is too much for me to handle.

- -Sometimes I don’t want to get out of bed in the morning because you are the first thing I see.

- -Sometimes I don’t want to get in bed at night because you are the last thing that I see.

- -Sometimes I hate myself because all of these things are true.

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Close My Eyes When I Go To Bed And I Dream Of Angels Who Make Me Smile

I wish I could dream of things that make me smile. But you see, dreams are based in part by pieces of reality. But what if your reality is the thing that makes you want to close your eyes and shut out the world?

I wish that I could just make the perfect moment in time stand still. Because in the next couple of weeks, everything will change. I wish the next few weeks could stay forever.

But then again, I also wish the next few weeks would already be over. Because then I wouldn't have to deal with seeing things. Sight triggers too many damn things. Speech, for instance. And talking; well, it apparently doesn't actually SOLVE anything; but is never does much good.

Then how come all I wish right now is that I could curl up in his arms and never wake up?

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Breathe No More

I've been looking in the mirror for so long
That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side
All the little pieces fallen, shatter
Shards of me, too sharp to put back together
Too small to matter
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces
If I try to touch her and I bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe no more


Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirit's well
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child
Lie to me, convince me that I've been sick forever
And all of this will make sense when I get better
I know the difference between myself and my reflection
I just can't help but to wonder
Which of us do you love so I bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe no
Bleed, I bleed
And I breathe, I breathe
I breathe, I breathe no more

Saturday, July 09, 2005

Another Life

People's eyes say I'm no damn good
Shook down and left lonely
Only with the maybe we could
I stay inside cause I'm misunderstood
I can't get no release

I'm shell shocked from some heavy blows
A stranger to the people I know
Who used to say "she never had a down day"
Now I'm holding on to can't let goes
And silence brings no peace

Because another life
Went through my window pane
And I don't know why
I've got a will to burn

In attic rooms I just shut my door
For seven weeks or maybe seven more
It's like I face a seven headed whore
The fight's knocked out of me

There's no measure for grief and I can't find it with the sound
Break down, to the great god of the hand me down
Holding the past around wound up at the lost and found
Where the colors all turn to grey

I'm coming out of a down day
Colorized, the city's plays a double feature today
Life is long and something is wrong
But I want to know what's going on (and on)

In another life
Cause it's good again
And it will never die
I've got a will to burn
To see you again
It's like another life
It's like I'll not get better
Will to burn

Time goes by and I realize, that I'm alright
You thought nothing would be the same
But life comes round again
Quick wits and all curious
I'm all caught up in what you say
And it makes me grab the time
Before it slips away

I can't stay and I cannot wait
And I'm grateful to whistle past a grave yard gate
The flicker fade is getting stronger
Like when the days start getting longer
I got the rhythm down now in the places we warred
The golden gate is like my diving board
And life is pointless
But what's so wrong with that

Cause there's another life
And a sweeter pain
And it will never die
You got a will to burn
To see you again
It's like another life
I feel the whole thing happen
The will to burn
To see you again
It's like another life

Saturday, July 02, 2005

Well I'd Hope That Since We're Here Anyway, That We Could End Up Saying Things We've Always Needed To Say

I hate being sick. Did I ever mention that? After like four or five days of laying around and eating nothing but popsicles, it gets kind of annoying. Oh, and did I mention that I'm pretty sure I'm going to get fired because my boss doesn't believe that I'm actually sick? And that it took so long for me to get this job in the first place? Yeah, it sucks. I have to take pills four times a day. Which also sucks. With my other medications, I'm taking four pills in the morning, and two the rest of the day. Too bad I didn't have a pill that would make me forget everything. Did I mention my life sucks?