| Saturday, March 18th, 2006 |
| 10:44 pm |
3.18.06 Forced to be, where I don't want to be. Long week, die by me. |
| Sunday, January 15th, 2006 |
| 11:05 pm |
1.15.06 Peace and quiet. Covering the walls. The way I like it. The way it should be. Hiding in the urban sky. Just don't forget about me. |
| Monday, December 26th, 2005 |
| 12:53 am |
12.26.05 Just so lonely. As lovely as can be. Not a moment for you. Not a moment for me. Wading thru the dark sea. Just so lonely. As lovely as can be. |
| Monday, November 28th, 2005 |
| 11:04 pm |
11.28.05
Lost in reality and drowning in red wine. Waking up in reverie. Insuring you're quite fine. Moving slowly. Just so slow. |
| Friday, November 25th, 2005 |
| 7:54 pm |
11.25.05 (revisted) **revised-11.28.05**
I'm not alive among the rebel's of mind.
Locked
in a place called home.
Never forgotten and never remembered.
No ill
will ever to be shown.
Not in our mouth and not in our heart.
For what
lies beneath our dusty beds.
Is not the end, only the start.
And our
love for our new found friends.
Can not speak and can not hear.
Not
alowed to wonder, what we should all fear.
Dreams of nothing inside
your head.
Tacky from the fresh coat.
Everything looks better in red.
Where is everybody? Where is everyone?
Fading into the background, I can't find home
Where is everybody? Where is everyone?
Fading into the background, I can't find home
Trapped inside with one lonely visitor.
Stars of reconstruction never
fade.
Should we dare miss her.
Everything is so bright when we're
locked inside all day.
Staring at the walls as the cieling lowers.
Claustrophobic in a dying mess.
In the eyes of the beholder.
No-one can
ever guess.
Your intentions are absent.
While I sit here and confess...
Miracles turn their heads away.
Where is everybody? Where is everyone?
Fading into the background, I can't find home
Where is everybody? Where is everyone?
...Fading into the background, I can't find home |
| Tuesday, November 15th, 2005 |
| 9:32 pm |
11.15.05
Let me live off your indecency. Motor past the frequency. Lodestar. Let
me live off your indecency. Motor past the frequency. Lodestar. Can't
help to follow... |
| Thursday, November 10th, 2005 |
| 9:03 pm |
11.10.05
Somewhere. Indecision haunts our lives. Digging thru our precious day. Wearing our clever disguise. Can't mask the words we say. |
| Tuesday, November 8th, 2005 |
| 6:15 pm |
11.08.05
The world turns cold. My lungs freeze. Your warm body. I still can't breathe.
|
| Sunday, November 6th, 2005 |
| 7:53 pm |
11.06.05
I'm not alive among the rebel's of mind. Locked
in a place called home. Never forgotten and never remembered. No ill
will ever to be shown. Not in our mouth and not in our heart. For what
lies beneath our dusty beds. Is not the end, only the start. And our
love for our new found friends. Can not speak and can not hear. Not
alowed to wonder, what we should all fear. Dreams of nothing inside
your head. Tacky from the fresh coat. Everything looks better in red.
Trapped inside with one lonely visitor. Stars of reconstruction never
fade. Should we dare miss her. Everything is so bright when we're
locked inside all day. Staring at the walls as the cieling lowers.
Claustrophobic in a dying mess. In the eyes of the beholder. No-one can
ever guess. Your intentions are absent. While I sit here and confess...
Miracles turn their heads away.
|
| Saturday, November 5th, 2005 |
| 7:18 pm |
11.05.05
Can't find the words to entertain you. So the words from my heart will have to do. And in the back of my mind, I don't blame you. You're not yourself. Not this time. |