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Tuesday, December 09, 2008
There she goes again, the girl I'm in love with
It's cool, we're just friends, we walk the halls at school
We know it casual, it's cool, we're just
I don't want to lead you on
No, but the truth is I've grown fond, yeah
Everyone knows it's meant to be
Falling in love, just you and me
Till the end of time, till I'm on her mind, it'll happen
I've been making lots of plans
Like a picket fence and a rose garden
I just keep on dreaming
But it's cool 'cause we're just friends
Small talk on IM, just one word sentences
It's cool, we're just friends
If I had my way, we'd talk and talk all day, yeah
Everyone knows it's meant to be
Falling in love, just you and me
Till the end of time, till I'm on her mind, it'll happen
I've been making lots of plans
Like a picket fence and a rose garden
I just keep on dreaming
But it's cool 'cause we're just friends
Thinking about how, we're gonna say our vows
It's cool we're just friends, she walks down the aisle
Seeing my face smile 'cause now, we're more than friends
Everyone knows it's meant to be
Falling in love, just you and me
Till the end of time, till I'm on your mind, it'll happen
We've been making lots of plans
Like a picket fence and a rose garden
I just keep on dreaming
Just keep on thinking about when we used to be just friends
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la, la)
When we used to be, when we used to be
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
Just friends
(La, la, la, la, la)
When we used to be just friends
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Fascinated by every grain of sand that falls in an hourglass...I ponder as to how significant each one is... Sometimes it feels as if the sheer quantity of sand in that container is enough to make a grain feel unimportant... I soon realize that every time a grain falls it represents part of the whole and that precious moment can never be taken away... The same picture comes to mind when you stack dominoes standing one in front of the other... if you take a piece out one can never make the whole set fall down... The connectedness of the string of events is crucial to viewing the whole... The part becomes the whole and the whole becomes the part... I say this now because much as people would want to change certain things in their lives... they will soon realize that in an effort to do so will affect everything else in their life... When one wishes to put things in their right places... certainly changes the order of how beautiful things have already been laid out... If this were true... then perhaps one has to merely wait for the right grain of sand to fall... And in that proper time... everything is perfect...
Monday, November 03, 2008
From the OST of Dirty Sexy Money
Rain turns the sand into mud
Wind turns the trees into bone
Stars turning high up above
You turn me into somebody loved
Nights when the heat had gone out
We danced together alone
Cold turned our breath into clouds
We never said what we were dreaming of
But you turned me into somebody loved
Someday when we're old and worn
Like two softened shoes
I will wonder on how I was born
The night I first ran away from you
Now my feet turn the corner back home
Sun turns the evening to rose
Stars turning high up above
You turn me into somebody loved
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Stoppin' you
Tears should be rollin' down
My cheek
And I don't know why
But I'm not fallin' apart like I usually do
And how the thought of losin' you's
Not killin me
[chorus]
I feel bad
That I can stand here strong,
Cold as stone
Seems so wrong, I can't explain it
Maybe it's just I've cried so much
I'm tired and I'm numb, baby I hate it
I feel bad
That I don't feel bad
I could let myself be angry over
Wasted time
And sad about just throwin' love away
Yeah, I almost wish my heart
Was breaking
But I can't lie
All I want to do is turn the page
[chorus]
Bitter, alone
I just feel it's time - time to
Move on
I just gotta move on and on and
On and on - yeah
Maybe it's just I've cried so much
I'm tired and I'm numb
Oh baby, I hate it
I feel bad