Monday, April 27, 2009

Jesus, lover of my soul, cover my defensless head with the shadow of Thy wing. Plentous grace, plentous love, oh thou art all I want.
For today, I wish for joy. God has helped me find it. A permanent smile is plastered on my face, not because of something that happened or something someone said, but because God willed it and he placed it there. His blessings overflow. My cup is continuously flowing over. He has put people in my life for a reason. My friends are my strength. They uplift me. They understand how to hold my hand when I lose my way and lead me back to where I should be. My heart is so full of peace. I don't care how fast I go through boys. I don't care how fast they go through girls. I'm not one of "those" girls. If you know me, you know I'm not a follower. I do stupid things, sure, I do a lot of those. At the end of the day, I've decided to stay strong. To be who I am and no one else. It might be hard, but I'm going to be the one to stick around. I'll be here. If you need me, call me, baby I'll be there. It shouldn't matter how far I travel. Boston, New York, Texas, Colorado, Louisiana, Tennessee. I'm only a phone call away. I promise you that for now, I'm staying single. It leaves me with time for the people I need, and the people who need me, not the ones who just want me. Here I am, Lord, make me into your girl.
He goes through girls like a symphonic violinist goes through bows and reams of applause, like Ryan Adams through guitar strings, like the ocean's waves, and the puffs of breath in my lungs.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Laura Marling-My Manic and I

He wants to die in a lake in Geneva, the mountains can cover the shape of his nose.

He wants to die where nobody can see him, but the beauty of his death will carry on so I don't believe him.

He greets me with kisses when good days deceive him and sometimes with scorn and sometimes I believe him.

And sometimes I'm convinced my friends think I am crazy, get scared and call him but he's usually hazy.

By one in the morning day is not ended by two he is scared that sleep is no friend.

And by four he will drink but he cannot feel it, sleep will not come because sleep does not will it and I don't believe him.

Morning is mocking me. I'll wander the streets avoiding them eats 'til the ring on my finger slips to the ground.

A gift to the gutter, gift to the city the veins of which have broken me down.

And I don't believe him, morning is mocking me. Oh the gods that he believes never fail to amaze me.

He believes in the love of his god of all things, but I find him wrapped up in all manner of sins.

The drugs that decieve him and the girls that believe him.

I can't control you I don't know you well these are the reasons I think that you're ill.

I can't control you I don't know you well these are the reasons I think that you're ill.

And since last have we parted and last that I saw him down by a river silent and hardened morning was mocking us.

Blood hit the sky. I was just happy my manic and I

He couldn't see me the sun was in his eyes and birds were singing to calm us down.

And birds were singing to calm us down.

And I'm sorry young man I cannot be your friend I don't believe in a fairytale end.

I don't keep my head up all of the time. I find it dull when my heart meets my mind.

And I hardly know you I think I can tell these are the reasons I think that we're ill.

I hardly know you I think I can tell these are the reasons I think that I'm ill.

And the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me.

The gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me.

My nihilist, my happy man, my manic and I have no plans to move on.

The birds are singing to calm us down.

And birds are singing to calm us down.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

How can I forget you when you're always on my mind? How can I not want you when you're all I want inside? How can I let you go when I can't see us apart? How can I not love you when you control my heart?
"Better never to have met you in my dream than to wake and reach for hands that are not there."
-Otomo No Yakamochi
I love you. Believe it.

"When the dark flood came
we wrapped ourselves inside a dirty blanket
citing different opinions
on whether we should move

when the houses came
they ate up everyone like they were fishes
saying, "come on, come on
its the end of the world"

and then I saw your face
you're turning skin into a dirty secret
I watched the beauties, watched the fire
and the fire burn the beauty in their eyes

when I took the blame
we layed in ruins trying to quote your phrase
we're yelling, "someone's got the answers,
but I'd rather think there's nothing to be found"

if you knew I was dying would it change you?

So when you see me falling backwards down the wall that says I'm still alive,
don't be cautious when I'm cautiously approaching on the other side
everybody has their reasons, that's the reason we're all going to die

because if seeing is believing,
then believe that we have lost our eyes

when I fly solo, I fly so high
don't touch me now.

We all deserve something"

-Manchester Orchestra

Thursday, April 9, 2009

From hundreds of miles you cry like a baby
You plead with me, shout, scream, tell me I'm staying
I know, I know I know, I'm still your love
Back from the last place that I wanted to fake you
Laugh with me, shout, scream not tell me you're staying
I know, I know, I know, you're still my love
The same as I love you, you'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless it's me and you
Box after box and you're still by my side
The weather is changing and breaking my stride
I know, I know, I know, it's just this day
House after house, just like car after car
You see club after club and it all seems so far
I know, I know, I know, what else are we here for
The same as I love you, you'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless it's me and you
Stick your hands inside of my pockets
Keep them warm while I'm still here
Tell them this love hasn't changed me, hasn't changed me at all
Last night I was writing about you
I know my screaming and shouting won't keep you
I know, I know, I know, you're still my love
I wake up to the sound of you working
You're one room right over, stressing and loving me
I know, I know, I know, be still my love
The same as I love you, you'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless it's me and you
Stick your hands inside of my pockets
Keep them warm while I'm still here
Tell them this love hasn't changed me, hasn't changed me at all
Stick your heart inside of my chest
Keep it warm here while we rest
Tell them this love hasn't changed me, hasn't changed me at all
The same as I love you, you'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless it's me and you
-Tegan and Sara

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Please, remember me
Finally
And all my uphill clawing
My dear
but if I make the pearly gates
Do my best to make a drawing
of God and Lucifer
A boy and girl
An angel kissin on a sinner
A monkey and a man
A marching band
All around the frightened trapeze swingers
-Samuel Beam