I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
-Who is this by?
A sneer on your lip, but want in your eye.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Ghostie
She gazed down at the placid piece of rock, giving the figures on it a good glare. Amber Turnpage, 1914-1932. Forgotten Friend. She sighed, turning to sit on the said gravestone as best she could. Staring at her hand she saw a transparent image of what used to be. What was left, a blue smokelike feature in the shape
-of what used to be her hand. She could move it sure, but it wasn't the same. How many normal hands could pass through solid objects at will. How many hands could become invisble when need came? How many hands no longer beat with crimson blood... She shook her head. She was an image now, of a average height female, wearing a
-simple dresslike material. Although all color was absent from her so it was difficult to tell much of anything. Her ghostly hair was long and tied back with a dark ribbon. As with the rest of her, the hair was an unkown color but could be called light. The one thing she had left was her large eyes. The literally glowed in the darkness of the cemetary.
-of what used to be her hand. She could move it sure, but it wasn't the same. How many normal hands could pass through solid objects at will. How many hands could become invisble when need came? How many hands no longer beat with crimson blood... She shook her head. She was an image now, of a average height female, wearing a
-simple dresslike material. Although all color was absent from her so it was difficult to tell much of anything. Her ghostly hair was long and tied back with a dark ribbon. As with the rest of her, the hair was an unkown color but could be called light. The one thing she had left was her large eyes. The literally glowed in the darkness of the cemetary.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
You belong with me ts
You're on the phone with your girlfriend
She's upset.
She's going off about something that you said
'Cuz she doesn't get your humor like I do...
I'm in the room
It's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do
'But she wears short skirts
I wear T-shirts
She's cheer captain
And I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
And find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me
You belong with me
Walk in the streets with you and your worn-out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself
Hey isn't this easy?
And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down
You say your fine
I know you better than that
Hey whatcha doing with a girl like that
She wears high heels
I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
And find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know
Baby... You belong with me
You belong with me
Oh'I remember you drivin' to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh
When you know you're about to cry
And I know your favorite songs
And you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong
I think I know it's with me...
Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along
So why can't you see
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know
Baby you belong with me
You belong with me
You belong with me
Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me?
She's upset.
She's going off about something that you said
'Cuz she doesn't get your humor like I do...
I'm in the room
It's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do
'But she wears short skirts
I wear T-shirts
She's cheer captain
And I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
And find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me
You belong with me
Walk in the streets with you and your worn-out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself
Hey isn't this easy?
And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down
You say your fine
I know you better than that
Hey whatcha doing with a girl like that
She wears high heels
I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
And find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know
Baby... You belong with me
You belong with me
Oh'I remember you drivin' to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh
When you know you're about to cry
And I know your favorite songs
And you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong
I think I know it's with me...
Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along
So why can't you see
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know
Baby you belong with me
You belong with me
You belong with me
Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me?
Friday, February 13, 2009
Outside looking in. jp
You don't know my name
you don't know anything about me
I try to play nice
I want to be in your game
The things that you say
You may think I never hear about them
But word travels fast
I'm telling you to your face
I'm standing here behind your back
You don't know how it feels
To be outside the crowd
You don't know what it's like
To be left out
And you don't know how it feels
To be your own best friend
on the outside looking in
If you could read my mind
You might see more of me that meets the eye
And you've been all wrong
Not who you think I am
You've never given me a chance
You don't know how it feels
To be outside the crowd
You don't know what it's like
To be left out
And you don't know how it feels
To be your own best friend
on the outside looking in
Well, I'm tired of staying at home
I'm bored and all alone
I'm sick of wasting all my time
You don't know how it feels
To be outside the crowd
You don't know what it's like
To be left out
And you don't know how it feels
To be your own best friend
on the outside looking in
You don't know how it feels
To be outside the crowd
You don't know what it's like
To be left out
And you don't know how it feels
To be your own best friend
...on the outside looking in
you don't know anything about me
I try to play nice
I want to be in your game
The things that you say
You may think I never hear about them
But word travels fast
I'm telling you to your face
I'm standing here behind your back
You don't know how it feels
To be outside the crowd
You don't know what it's like
To be left out
And you don't know how it feels
To be your own best friend
on the outside looking in
If you could read my mind
You might see more of me that meets the eye
And you've been all wrong
Not who you think I am
You've never given me a chance
You don't know how it feels
To be outside the crowd
You don't know what it's like
To be left out
And you don't know how it feels
To be your own best friend
on the outside looking in
Well, I'm tired of staying at home
I'm bored and all alone
I'm sick of wasting all my time
You don't know how it feels
To be outside the crowd
You don't know what it's like
To be left out
And you don't know how it feels
To be your own best friend
on the outside looking in
You don't know how it feels
To be outside the crowd
You don't know what it's like
To be left out
And you don't know how it feels
To be your own best friend
...on the outside looking in
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Switch
With an new attitude
Everything can change
Aim for higher altitude
and a larger range
If ever your feeling lonely
Whenever your feeling down
Just pick up the phone and call me
You know I'll always be around
Don't give up on life
See the friends you have
Calm down and ease the strife
Live it up and laugh
Sing if you need to
If you want to dance
What you feel to do
will always be a chance
Everything can change
Aim for higher altitude
and a larger range
If ever your feeling lonely
Whenever your feeling down
Just pick up the phone and call me
You know I'll always be around
Don't give up on life
See the friends you have
Calm down and ease the strife
Live it up and laugh
Sing if you need to
If you want to dance
What you feel to do
will always be a chance
Monday, February 2, 2009
Bored Beyond Belief
Ribbon of Stone
Wrapped in Bone
When the graves all crumble
When your frown is gone
When you fall and stumble
When the nights are long
Ribbon of Stone
Wrapped in Bone
Thats where I will find you
Without noise or sound
Your wondering what to do
Silence dragging you down
Ribbon of Stone
Wrapped in Bone
Wrapped in Bone
When the graves all crumble
When your frown is gone
When you fall and stumble
When the nights are long
Ribbon of Stone
Wrapped in Bone
Thats where I will find you
Without noise or sound
Your wondering what to do
Silence dragging you down
Ribbon of Stone
Wrapped in Bone
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Claimed Soul
Over that ocean so wide
Across Mountains mantled blue
Tossed ashore by the tide
A ship's prow named after you
On an island in a stormy sea
between the broken wood
the waves flow now quietly
I'd be there if I could
Away, Far Away
Over deserts, valleys, hills, and dells
My soul flies hearing sounds of your bells.
The salty brine sends a mist
Clouds gather overhead
The only one I've ever missed
Shall I forever regret the dead?
So deep down in your watery grave
as I weep in sorrows hands
My only heart to you I gave
By dying, broke it, into strands
Away, Far Away
Over deserts, valleys, hills, and dells
My sould dies hearing sounds of your bells
Across Mountains mantled blue
Tossed ashore by the tide
A ship's prow named after you
On an island in a stormy sea
between the broken wood
the waves flow now quietly
I'd be there if I could
Away, Far Away
Over deserts, valleys, hills, and dells
My soul flies hearing sounds of your bells.
The salty brine sends a mist
Clouds gather overhead
The only one I've ever missed
Shall I forever regret the dead?
So deep down in your watery grave
as I weep in sorrows hands
My only heart to you I gave
By dying, broke it, into strands
Away, Far Away
Over deserts, valleys, hills, and dells
My sould dies hearing sounds of your bells
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