havent seen each other for a while, a few moments of discomfort have come and gone... old times ring about our heads and the sense of ahhhh this is familiar is obvious... neither knowing how we've changed....
singing to the radio...
me: apple bottom jeans, boots with the fur
you and me: the whole club was looking at her
knowing nod
you and me: she hit the floor, next thing you know
shorty got low, low, low, low, low......
silence
Thursday, May 22, 2008
just pretend i didnt tear your world apart
I was quiet as a mouse
when i snuck into your house
and took roofies with your spouse
in a nit and out a louse
lice are lousy all the time
they suck your blood drink your wine
say shut up and quit your crying
give it time and you'll be fine
you're so nice and you're so smart
you're such a good friend i hafta break your heart
i'll tell you that i love you then i'll tear your world apart
just pretend i didn't tear your world apart
i like boys with strong convictions
and convicts with perfect diction
underdogs with good intentions
amputees with stamp collections
plywood skinboards ride the ocean
salty noses suntan lotion
always seriously joking
and rambunctiously soft-spoken
i like boys that like their mothers
and i have a thing for brothers
but they always wait til we're under the covers
to say i'm sure glad we're not lovers
you're so nice and you're so smart
you're such a good friend i hafta break your heart
i'll tell you that i love you then i'll tear your world apart
just pretend i didn't tear your world apart
i like my new bunnysuit
i like my new bunnysuit
i like my new bunnysuit
when i wear it i feel cute
when i snuck into your house
and took roofies with your spouse
in a nit and out a louse
lice are lousy all the time
they suck your blood drink your wine
say shut up and quit your crying
give it time and you'll be fine
you're so nice and you're so smart
you're such a good friend i hafta break your heart
i'll tell you that i love you then i'll tear your world apart
just pretend i didn't tear your world apart
i like boys with strong convictions
and convicts with perfect diction
underdogs with good intentions
amputees with stamp collections
plywood skinboards ride the ocean
salty noses suntan lotion
always seriously joking
and rambunctiously soft-spoken
i like boys that like their mothers
and i have a thing for brothers
but they always wait til we're under the covers
to say i'm sure glad we're not lovers
you're so nice and you're so smart
you're such a good friend i hafta break your heart
i'll tell you that i love you then i'll tear your world apart
just pretend i didn't tear your world apart
i like my new bunnysuit
i like my new bunnysuit
i like my new bunnysuit
when i wear it i feel cute
Monday, May 19, 2008
Peace time.
sometimes it takes time spent with a (much) loved one, to highlight how differently we all take the world in... process it... and spit it back out.
how tall our tales can be, how exquisite our recounts of events passed are measures of the man - and, well... how far from the truth we have to stretch to make our stories sound interesting enough...
Whilst this is feeling judgemental.. it is not, merely, oberservant. Our views, collide in the space between us and land back with a sense of okayness and non-judgement... i guess thats what friends... best friends... do. Entertain us. be it bitter, embelished or just fucking made up - we listen, we shake our fists in anger and offer pseudo-support... because thats what needs to be heard.
ME: To life not being perfect!
You: To life not being perfect!
Us: Cheers
how tall our tales can be, how exquisite our recounts of events passed are measures of the man - and, well... how far from the truth we have to stretch to make our stories sound interesting enough...
Whilst this is feeling judgemental.. it is not, merely, oberservant. Our views, collide in the space between us and land back with a sense of okayness and non-judgement... i guess thats what friends... best friends... do. Entertain us. be it bitter, embelished or just fucking made up - we listen, we shake our fists in anger and offer pseudo-support... because thats what needs to be heard.
ME: To life not being perfect!
You: To life not being perfect!
Us: Cheers
Wednesday, May 14, 2008

GO LIFE!!!
Today was an awesome day. My days are full, entirely, without 2 minutes of 'downtime' from 730am to 9pm... without 2 minutes...
Of course there was alone time to sing-a-long with the radio (Valerie) and there is time to engage in non-work conversation, with a work collegue, there was time to exchange emails with friends close and closer but there was no 'what to do with my time' time... i'm a big fan of that time... but now, as it approaches 10pm...
here is bed. like a beacon of peace, singularity and aloneness... but how nice it would be to be warm in bed... with him...!
all in good time my pretty.....
the day winds up, and i'm winding down and overall things feel balanced. my abode as tho bombed, yet my work as tho blessed by organisation... balanced....
things will be clean balanced follwoing the days approach... (Yes, me romanticising procrastination... i'm all about that)
with that. go team.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Me. Right Now.
So leave your taxi waiting
And turn and close my door
And sit back down where you were sitting
A little closer than before
When you look that serious
It just makes me want you more
And I've been needing to tell you
The closer you get, the better I feel
The closer you are, the more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
The closer you get, the better I feel
And yes I know you're nervous
Never seen you so unsure
You haven't touched your food tonight
And you're drinking more and more
And there's no need to hurry
Taking time I'll still be here
And I've been needing to tell you
The closer you get, the better I feel
The closer you are, the more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
better I feel
The closer you get, better you see
The closer you are, more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
The closer you get, better I feel
Better I feel
We've been circling for time baby
We're coming down to land tonight
The wait is over and now it's easy
Everything is fine
The closer you get, better I feel
The closer you are, more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around, better I feel
The closer you get, better you see
The closer you are, more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
The closer you get
Better I feel
And turn and close my door
And sit back down where you were sitting
A little closer than before
When you look that serious
It just makes me want you more
And I've been needing to tell you
The closer you get, the better I feel
The closer you are, the more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
The closer you get, the better I feel
And yes I know you're nervous
Never seen you so unsure
You haven't touched your food tonight
And you're drinking more and more
And there's no need to hurry
Taking time I'll still be here
And I've been needing to tell you
The closer you get, the better I feel
The closer you are, the more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
better I feel
The closer you get, better you see
The closer you are, more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
The closer you get, better I feel
Better I feel
We've been circling for time baby
We're coming down to land tonight
The wait is over and now it's easy
Everything is fine
The closer you get, better I feel
The closer you are, more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around, better I feel
The closer you get, better you see
The closer you are, more I see
Why everyone says that I look happier
When you're around
The closer you get
Better I feel
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