Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Dare4Distance

I got the concept and came to the conclusion
That the top floor was just an illusion
To the fact that I go this break in my back
That I can't get out; I can't figure out how
You appeared right in front of me
Before your march down south to university
Is where you spend your daylight
But we're both just waiting for this friday night

Although the distance is daring
We both know how to drive
Wo-o

Weekend make up for the lost time that we both apologize for
I cant stand the fact that this extremity is the center of my day

I see where your coming from
We've been on the same boat since day one
I see how you like to run
Back to the things that got you here

Although the distance is daring
We both know how to drive
Wo-o

Weekend make-up for the lost time that we both apologize for
I can't stand the fact that this extremity is the center of my day

Mondays I sleep away
Tuesdays I lay awake
Wednesdays are the worst
Thursdays I reminice
Fridays I see your face
And I can breathe

-Never Shout Never

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Foreign Language

"Boys speak in rhythm, and girls in code..."
-Anberlin

Males are so predictable. They'll love you, leave you, fall in love with you, and come back. What am I supposed to do? I was so into him. I still am. I had so many ideas, so many plans, so many dreams. He just ripped them away from me, and now he's coming back? What do i do? All I want is for things to be substantial. Right now it's a fluctuating, fluid thing. It's up in the air. What I want is that drive to Colorado. The one in my daydream. Bandana around his head, hair long, windows down, clothing fitting to the hot weather. I want it to come true, no matter how much it hurts. He would never argue with me... and that's what I desire.