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Saturday, April 23, 2005
so we kept walking but all those steps we took were they taking us closer or further away? and we sat you had your arms around me with your face into my neck... everything was ok and when it was time for the end of the night you held me tight for one last time... this is ridiculous its all generalising the fact that you drove home last night is not all that surprising
Friday, April 22, 2005
who is at the end of the rope? who is holding on the tightest? who has the softest, gentlest hands? who will give and take till they win? who will let it slip through their fingers? who will kiss the rope burns better? when the rope drops to the ground, one will wlk away victorious but who will coil the rope and put it away? who is left to take care of the mess?
i heard every word you said it flew through you to my head i parcelled them up changed them around circled some out to make it sound like what i wanted to hear i am what you need what you want cant you see? you are what i need what i want why cant we? i heard every word changed them round till even i thought you wanted me i can read between the lines you're not so clever i cant see am i kidding myself?
when i disappeard out of your life, did you miss me? when i saw you at the you am i gig did it cross your mind to kiss me? i often wonder what went on in your mind was it a mirror image of mine? was i just some girl you tolerated? will you burst the bubble you inflated? i thought you were a big star new all about music could take me far did you laugh at me or wish that i would stay?
just a little time to put things in perspective i go here and you go there and all the rest we share seems easy enough to me easy enough to be the bearer of bad news
i just saw a man who i swear was mickey rooney the spitting image of the hollywood star driving round port noarlunga ina beaten up old car and why wouldnt it be him? theres nowhere else i'd rather be and why couldnt it be him? anythings a possibility tonight would be the night he's waiting with a parcel in his hand whos in that car? in the drivers seat? mickey rooney waving? just an old man and why wouldnt it be him? theres nowhere else i'd rather be and why couldnt it be him? anythings a possibility
Monday, April 18, 2005
im not worth the risk but i made it to your list of things you can look back on with no regrets you made it to my list too but in a different category a gold medal just for you i keep it in my pocket folded up here on my left you know you kissed me there? and i remember how you feel the taste of you i can see you, eyes open or closed i can feel you without you in my arms im sure i pressed pause but everything keeps trying to run i tried to put you away so i can move on like you have moved on when you open your eyes you see somebody else somebody so familar you know her inside and out i know im outside looking in i try not to close my eyes anymore but i see you anyway you've taken permanent residency in my head with a holiday home in my heart
do you remember smiling at me before you knew me? can we do it again? relive it again and i might not smile back this time i know what you have and what you have to lose i must seem so small compared, so insignificant you look so inviting but i'll have to decline as much as it hurts to say so i cant make you mine
you agree we've got the chemistry but sometimes things explode could be fun like fireworks could be the end of everything you know i understand
Sunday, April 17, 2005
i fell asleep thinking of you before i opened my eyes i made a wish that you'd be there instead of going on with my day i stayed in bed and put on your cd some songs i knew which made me smile every song reminded me of you did you know you've been the inspiration for my last 4 songs? i wonder will you pick that up and will you sing along?