Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Torn

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldnt be that man I adored
You dont seem to know, dont seem to care what your heart is for
But I dont know him anymore
Theres nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
Thats whats going on, nothings fine Im torn

Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Youre a little late, Im already torn

So I guess the fortune tellers right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
To crawl beneath my veins and now
I dont care, I have no luck, I dont miss it all that much
Theres just so many things that I cant touch, Im torn

Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Youre a little late, Im already torn. torn.

Theres nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
Thats whats going on, nothings right, Im torn

Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and Im ashamed bound and broken on the floor
Youre a little late, Im already torn

Torn -- Natalie Imbruglia

Monday, September 29, 2008

True Romance



i'm not here to judge you
i'm just here to tell you
what you have done wrong
beautiful girl,
looking her best
takes off a towel
puts on a dress
fixes her hair to look good for someone
who waits in a car to go to a motel
to a motel

i may not always be perfect
but i'll always try
will you say your prayers
just to be honest with yourself?
will you save your soul?
is this what you wanted all along?

husband can't bear to just lie to himself
stock market falls and he loses it all
he sleeps alone for the third time this week
he's become numb he just wants this to be over
wants this to be

i may not always be perfect
but i'll always try
will you say your prayers just to be honest with yourself?
will you save your soul?
is this what you wanted all along?

blood on the floor.
what have you done?
head in your hands.
what have you done?


i may not always be perfect
but ill always try

will you say your prayers
just to be honest with yourself?
will you save your soul?
is this what you wanted all along?

will you say your prayers?
just to be honest with yourself?
will you save your soul?
is this what you wanted all along?

will you say your prayers?
just to be honest with yourself?
will you save your soul?
is this what you wanted all along?

will you say your prayers?
just to be honest with yourself?
will you save your soul?
is this what you wanted all along?


beautiful girl
sleeps by herself
half the bed's cold
she knows it's her fault
she's given in and admitted defeat
and she'll be fine.

True Romance -- Silverstein

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Black Orchid



Have you ever been so lonely,
No one there to hold?
Pull me in or disown me,
And then climb inside.
My arms are open wide.
Have a look inside.

It is not that I am scared to learn,
Why I'm empty inside.
hold my hand or show some concern,
If I live or die.
My eyes are open wide.
Help me look inside.

I hear the water drip from the faucet.
It's sweetly falling in tune.
I'm gently closing the closet.
I fall to the floor,
and crawl to my room.
The thought of ending it soon...
Just let me sleep in my room.

Hear me cry! cry! cry!
I hear a knock at the front door.
Don't come in!
I try to look at you
But I can't stop shaking.
Leave me alone. Just go away.
Mother I'm so scared.

Empty bed and all of the sheets are gone,
They're wrapped around me and you.
All is quiet but the drop of a gun.
I want to belong...to someone...
But maybe life's not for everyone.

Black Orchid -- Blue October

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Amazing



How am I supposed to breathe?
I try to relax. I touch your still frame
So I can watch you closer
And study the ways I believe I belong to you--to you
So I scratch at your waist line... your doll hair
I dig up the thought of how your eyes glow
So I make you my religion, my collision, my escape goat
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?

Can you pretend I'm amazing?
I can pretend I'm amazing...
Instead of what we both know
Instead of what we both know
I cut to the punch line baby
Can we pretend I'm amazing
Instead of what we both know

Now our history is for sale
And for that I apologize
You see you're my only know how
The study of when I believed I belonged to you--to you
You see I've made you into something delicious,
My sweet ghost
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?

Can you pretend I'm amazing?
I can pretend I'm amazing...
Instead of what we both know
Instead of what we both know
I cut to the punch line baby
Can we pretend I'm amazing
Instead of what we both know

I love you so
Sorry
There it goes
Back over there

Amazing -- Blue October

Friday, September 26, 2008

How I Used To Be



All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something

Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
And I don't know why

[Chorus]

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be...me

I'm talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they've all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow I've lost my mind

[Chorus]

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

I've been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away

[Chorus]

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

Yeah, how I used to be
How I used to be
Well, I'm just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be
I'm just a little unwell

How I Used To Be -- Matchbox Twenty

Monday, September 22, 2008

Wildflower

She's faced the hardest times
you could imagine
and many times her eyes fought back the tears
and when her youthful world
was about to fall in
each time her slender shoulders
bore the weight of all her fears
and a sorrow no one hears
still rings in midnight silence,
in her ears

Let her cry, for she's a lady
let her dream, for she's a child
let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower,
growing wild

and if by chance I should hold her
let me hold her for a time
but if allowed just one possession
I would pick her from the garden,
to be mine

Be careful how you touch her,
for she'll awaken
and sleep's the only freedom that she knows
and when you walk into her eyes,
you won't believe
the way she's always paying
for a debt she never owes
and a silent wind still blows
that only she can hear and so she goes

Let her cry, for she's a lady
let her dream, for she's a child

let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower,
growing wild

Wildflower -- Skylark

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Don't Want To Miss A Thing...

i could stay awake just to hear you breathing
watch you smile while you are sleeping
while your'e far away dreaming
i could spend my life in this sweet surrender
i could stay lost in this moment forever
every moment spent with you is a moment i treasure

don't want to close my eyes
i don't want to fall asleep
cause i'd miss you baby
and i don't want to miss a thing
cause even when i dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
i'd still miss you baby
and i don't want to miss a thing

lying close to you feeling your heart beating
and i'm wondering what your'e dreaming
wondering if its me your'e seeing
then i'd kiss your eyes
and thank God were together
i just want to stay with you in this moment forever
forever and ever

don't want to close my eyes
i dont want to fall asleep
cause i'd miss you baby
and i don't want to miss a thing
cause even when i dream of you
the sweetest dream will never do
i'd still miss you baby
and i don't want to miss a thing

i don't want to miss one smile
i don't want to miss one kiss
i just want to be with you
right here with you, just like this
i just want to hold you close
feel your heart so close to mine
and just stay here in this moment
for all the rest of time

i don't want to close my eyes
i don't want to fall asleep
cause i'd miss you baby
and i don't want to miss a thing
cause even when i dream of you
the sweetest dream will never do
i'd still miss you baby
and i don't want to miss a thing

Don't Want To Miss A Thing... -- Aerosmith

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Are You Already Over Me

As you poured out the drinks for me
I felt your hooks sink right into me
And I knew you were my destiny
And I thought you'd get the best of me
On the way down to Mexico
As I danced in yuor rodeo
You say poverty is picturesque
As you dragged your nails across my chest
You're so cold
You're so cruel
I'm your man
Not your fool
Are you already over me
Are you already over me
Are you already over me
What a fool I've been
In the first flush of ecstacy
As you lay naked next to me
While our love put the dawn to flight
I just ignore all those warning lights
Cause when you laugh
I just cry
When you left
I just died
Are you already over me
Are you already over me
Are you already sick me
What a fool I've been
Hard to hold on
To a love divine
I'm kneeling in a corner
Praying to your shrine
I've been hurt
So confused
I've been burned
I've been bruised
Are you already over me
Are you already over me
Are you already sick of me
Are you already over me
Are you already over me
Are you already tired of me
Are you already over me
What a fool I've been
What a fool I've been
What a fool I've been

Are You Already Over Me -- Rolling Stones

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Dream

I've been thinking (yes I have)
Some call it wishful thinking (I don't)
'Bout the way this life could be

So much sadness (seems like)
Not enough gladness (seems to me)
Lack of vision is a dangerous thing

If you can see it
Then you start to feel it
The next thing you know, you believe
And that's when dreams begin to come true

So with all your heart and your soul
Start right now--really take control
Turn our dreams into reality

And until you do, I'll be dreamin' for me and you
We'll see together what a dream can do
We'll discover how to make dreams real
If seeing is believing, then let the dreaming begin
Let the dreaming begin

If you can see it
Then you start to feel it
And the next thing you know, you believe
And that's when dreams begin to come true

Dream -- tuck & patti
© 1991 Grey Kitty Music (BMI)/Windham Hill Music (BMI)

Shelter Me

There's a woman who tries to hide
From a man who's dark inside
For her children she says a prayer
Fear and desperation keeps her there
Will redemption come around in time to save her?
She wants to run from the life that he gave her.
She cries...

"Love, come and shelter me
Your light is all I need to survive
Take me from where the cold wind's blowin
To where the healing water's flowin'
Love, come and shelter me"

... And there's a beggar, feels like half a man
He fought the war, now he fights the pain
He was a hero in a foreign land
Now he's flat broke and stranded in the rain
But his dignity runs deeper than the ocean
In a voice that trembles with emotion, he cries...

"Love, come and shelter me
Your light is all I need to survive
In a world where the cold winds blowin'
Will your love be a shelter for me?"

So blind, yet we try to see
Fallin' short of what could be
All hopes and dreams goin' nowhere
So we pray for a new tomorrow
To wash our sorrows away

Pray for a new tomorrow
To wash our sorrows away...

"Love, come and Shelter Me"...

Shelter Me -- 38 Special

Friday, September 12, 2008

Answer

If I can't crawl inside of you,
I'm laughing with a broken face
I stumble across my self esteem.
But to picture the pleasure is making me want my space.

Understand...
that God wrapped you like a bow.
But in my head...
There's some shelves that need cleaning,
from basement to ceiling, control.

If what you're seeing is an open book,
thats great 'cuz I'm an open book.
But I'm real shy.

There's a part of me seeking and desperatly needing
to open up.
That's strange 'cuz I'm an open book,
a confused boy.

I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.
My heart while in its cage, is used to give and not
receive a thing,
But the only funny thing is that I dont know how to give myself advice.

I've got this post dramatic thing
I've got this tattoo of a ring that lies
around my wedding finger and thats where I want to state this claim.
That I've got to learn to live and dream
before I go and get myself in love.

In love.

Theres Zoloft, Welbutrin, theres Paxil thats proven,
no side effects.
But the rest left unnamed 'cuz they worked like a charm on me.

But when your savings is drying,
you can't stop from crying
you've got to suck it up.
You're not her buttercup,
you're not her favorite book.


Answer -- Blue October

Monday, September 8, 2008

Baby, Don’t You Break My Heart Slow



I like the way you wanted me
Every night for so long baby
I like the way you needed me
Every time things got rocky

I was believing in you
Am I mistaken do you say,
Do you say what you mean
I want our love to last forever

(chorus)

But Id rather you be mean than love and lie
Id rather hear the truth and have to say goodbye
Id rather take a blow at least then I would know
But baby dont you break my heart slow

I like the way youd hold me
Every night for so long baby
And I like the way youd say my name
In the middle of the night
While you were sleeping

I was believing in you
Was I mistaken
Do you mean, mean what you say
When you say our love could last forever

(chorus)

Well Id rather you be mean than love and lie
Id rather hear the truth and have to say goodbye
Id rather take a blow at least then I would know
But baby dont you break my heart slow

(bridge)
Youe would run around and lead me on forever
While I wait at home thinking that were together
I wanted our love to last forever

(chorus)

Well Id rather you be mean than love and lie
Id rather hear the truth and have to say goodbye
Id rather take a blow at least then I would know
But baby dont you break my heart slow

(chorus)

Baby, Don’t You Break My Heart Slow -- Vonda Shepard

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Runs In The Family



my friend has problems with winter and autumn
they give him prescriptions they shine bright lights on him
they say its genetic they say he can't help it
they say you can catch it - but sometimes you're born with it

my friend has blight he gets shakes in the night
and they say there is no way that they could have caught it in
time takes its toll on him it is traditional
it is inherited predisposition

all day i've been wondering what is inside of me who can i blame for it

i say:

it runs in the family this famine that carries me
to such great lengths to open my legs
up to anyone who'll have me
it runs in the family i come by it honestly
do what you want cause who knows it might fill me up

my friends depressed she's a wreck she's a mess
they've done all sorts of tests and they guess it has something to do with her grandmother
grandfathers grandmother civil war soldiers who
badly infected her
my friend has maladies rickets and allergies that she dates back to the 17th century
somehow she manages - in her misery - strips in the city
and shares all her best tricks with

me? well, i'm well. well, i mean i'm in hell. well, i still have my health
(at least that's what they tell me)
if wellness is this, what in hells name is sickness?
but, business is business!

and business

runs in the family we tend to bruise easily
bad in the blood i'm telling you ‘cause
i just want you to know me
know me and my family
we're wonderful folks
but don't get too close to me cause you might knock me up

mary have mercy now look what i've done
but don't blame me because i cant tell where i come from
and running is something that we've always done
well and mostly i can't even tell what i'm running from

i run from their pity
from responsibility
run from the country
and run from the city

i can run from the law
i can run from myself
i can run for my life
i can run into debt

i can run from it all
i can run 'till i'm gone
i can run for the office
and run from the cause

i can run using every last ounce of energy
i cannot
i cannot
i cannot
run from my family
they're hiding inside me
corpses on ice
come in if you'd like
but just don't tell my family
they'd never forgive me
they'll say that i'm crazy
but they would say anything if it would
shut me up.....

Runs In The Family -- Amanda Palmer

Christopher Lydon

clutching the phone till my hands were sore
i never understood pain before, christopher
you cannot know what it does to me
hearing you speak with this frequency

i never knew what one voice could do
i was in heaven the moment i heard you
my friends go out drinking and having fun -
i stay in bed with my headphones on

shot down with arrows from waves above
christopher lydon renounced my love

it took so long to get through to you
i never understood sorrow, and now i do
i finally got past your moniter,
and you broke my heart in two, chrisopher

christopher, i am your listener, christopher,
i've never felt love like this before, christopher,
christopher, now and forevermore, chrisopher
i'll never stop saying christopher, christopher

finally i knew what i had to do
christopher i had to make the connection with you
i dont care that you could be my father, dear chistopher
i will be yours til the bitter end........

so during a show about joan of arc
i got through - i said:
"christopher lydon, you've stolen my heart"
when i asked if you felt the same way for me
you cut me off like a guillotine

drawn like a bull to a matador-
i just see visions of chrisopher
shot down by arrows from waves above
christopher lydon renounced my love

christopher, i was your prisoner, christopher,
i hope you're happy now chistopher
thank you for everything but i'm not listening anymore nor do i plan to contribute to NPR
christopher what do you take me for i'm not just any old talk show host groupie....
oh christopher.....is there a chance for me?
christopher...beautiful, beautiful christopher....beautiful, beautiful, beautiful christopher....

Christopher Lydon -- The Dresden Dolls