Wednesday, May 20, 2009

it comes to me in waves


things around the room i see keep reminding me
of you

still can't bring myself

to leave this bed
i only shared with you

i dream about the time of day
i'd start to make my way to you
waking up, the lights are down, i feel around for you

then it hits me
you're not with me, anymore

X's on your eyes
again, i realize
it's all a memory
because you're not here with me, anymore
X's on your eyes
X's on your eyes

i see you give me one of your looks that i adore
i knew just what to do

we spend the whole day at home and turn off the telephones, just us two
they can't get through
we don't have to talk all of the time, i'm fine just being here with you
a thousand lives could pass me by, still i will never say goodbye to you

well do you miss me
you're not with me, anymore

X's on your eyes
again, i realize
it's all a memory
because you're not here with me, anymore
X's on your eyes
X's on your eyes

it comes to me in waves, my prescription's late and i start thinking about the way it used to be
well maybe it's my mind trying to be kind or maybe i just won't concede

you're not with me
anymore

things around the room i see keep reminding me of you then it hits me

X's on your eyes
i just can't disguise
that all i wanted to do was spend my life with you, forever more
X's on your eyes
X's on your eyes

[X's On Your Eyes, The Noises 10]

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

my tears felt so hot upon your shirt

well, the truth
it fell so heavy
like a hammer through the room

that i could choose another over her

you always said i was an actor, baby
guess in truth you thought me just amateur

that you never saw the signs, that you never lost your grip
oh, come on, now
that's such a childish claim

now i wear the brand of traitor, don't it seem a bit absurd
when it's clear i was so obviously framed
when it's clear i was so obviously framed

and now you act so surprised
to hear what you already knew
and all you really had to do was ask
i'da told you straight away
all those lies were true
and all that was false was fact

now you hold me close and hard
but i was like a statue at most
refusing to acknowledge you'd been hurt

now you're clawing at my throat and you're crying,
all is lost.
your tears, they felt so hot upon my shirt
your tears, they felt so hot upon my shirt




well the truth, it fell so heavy
like a hammer

that i could choose another over her

you always said i was an actor, baby
guess in truth you thought me just amateur

was it you who told me once?
now looking back it seems surreal
that all our mistakes are merely "grist for the mill"
so why is it now after i've had my fill
that you steal from me the sorrow that i've earned?

shall we call this a lesson learned?


[lesson learned, Ray LaMontagne]

it's the hurt inside that fuels the fire inside me


she lifts her skirt up to her knees
walks through the garden rows
with her bare feet, laughing

i never learned to count my blessings
i choose instead to dwell in my disasters

i walk on down the hill
through grass grown tall and brown and still
it's hard to let go of my pain

on past the busted back of that old and rusted Cadillac
that sinks into this field, collecting rain

will i always feel this way?
so empty, so estranged

of these cut-throat busted sunsets, these cold and damp white mornings
i have grown weary
if through my cracked and dusted
dime-store lips
i spoke these words out loud
would no one here me?

lay your blouse across the chair
let fall the flowers from you hair
and kiss me with that country mouth, so plain

outside the rain is tapping on the leaves
to me, it sounds like they are applauding us for the quiet love we made

will I always feel this way?
so empty, so estranged

i looked my demons in the eyes
laid bare my chest, said, "do your best,
destroy me.
see, i've been to hell and back so many times
i must admit you kinda bore me."

there's a lot of things that can kill a man
there's a lot of ways to die

there's a lot of things i don't understand
why so many people lie.

it's the hurt inside that fuels the fire inside me.
will i always feel this way?
so empty, so estranged


[Empty, Ray LaMontagne]


Thursday, April 23, 2009

simple souvenir

I awoke
only to find my lungs empty

through the night, so it seems i'm not breathing
and now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be

and i'm breaking down
i think i'm breaking down

i'm afraid to sleep because of what haunts me
such as living with the uncertainty
that i'll never find the words to say which would completely explain
just how i'm breaking down

someone come, someone come and save my life
maybe i'll sleep when i am dead but now it's like the night is taking sides
all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
could it be, this misery, will suffice?

i've become a simple souvenir of someone's kill
and like the sea, i'm constantly changing from calm to hell
madness fills my heart and soul as if the great divide could swallow me whole
oh, how i'm breaking down

someone come, someone come and save my life
maybe i'll sleep when i am dead but now it's like the night is taking sides
with the all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
could it be, this misery, will suffice?

[Sleeping Sickness, City and Colour]

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

an exquisite extreme


he drowns in his dreams
an exquisite extreme, I know
he’s as damned as he seems
and more heaven than a heart could hold

and if I try to save him
my whole world could cave in
It just ain't right, it just ain't right

Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
but he's so beautiful
such a beautiful disaster
and if I could hold on
through the tears and the laughter
would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster?

he's magic and myth, as strong as what I believe
a tragedy with more damage than a soul should see
And do I try to change him?
So hard not to blame him
Hold on tight

Oh 'cause I don't know
I don't know what he's after
but he’s so beautiful, such a beautiful disaster
and if I could hold on
through the tears and the laughter
would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster?

I'm longing for love and the logical
but he's only happy hysterical
I'm waiting for some kind of miracle
I've waited so long
so long

he’s soft to the touch
but frayed at the end he breaks
he’s never enough and still he's more than I can take

[Beautiful Disaster, Kelly Clarkson]

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Goodbye Sookie.

Sookie, rest in peace. She was put to sleep this morning because she had Feline Infectious Peritonitis. Poor kitty. I hate that I wasn't home. Michael is very upset. I just hope Topaz can keep her immune system up and won't get the deadly infection.

She was a sweet, loving kitten. Lived such a short life but had a very nice home while she did.

Friday, March 20, 2009

talking in code

I gotta go
and you're talking in code
saying I know where you've been
and I know where you go.

but I've been tired from the minute I woke
I stopped listening the moment you spoke
and said I'm long gone.
yeah, I'm long gone.

And I'm sleeping alone
in a house I don't own
cause if you're touring your mind
you'll get lost every time

you'll sing me sad songs
to keep me awake
in that bedroom
we hid away
baby, I'm long gone.
yeah, I'm long gone.

and your voice cracks like a piano
you keep moving but where are you going?
baby, we're long gone
yeah, we're long gone.

[margot & the nuclear so and so's]

Sunday, March 15, 2009

a week at home

My poor dear Blue got his cast off this past week. The tendons around his elbow joint actually mended a bit too tightly throughout the duration of Blue's two week cast-sentence. He is now in the process of getting "100%" usage of the joint back by doing physical therapy and slowly but surely putting more and more weight on his leg as the days go by. I feel so bad for Blue. I couldn't ask for a better behaved, loving dog though. Blue's personality beautifully misfits his name. He is so good natured and is thankfully handling the situation so well. I already miss him very much.
(what a darling face!)





And, the lovely weather led to some fun flower photos!



it was a lot of fun to capture the different stages of these blooming flowers. also, sun spots are my new favorite thing.

Saturday, February 28, 2009

lost at sea


love, love of mine
won't you lay by my side
and rest your weary eyes
before we're out of time

give me one last kiss
for soon such distance
will stretch between our lips
now the day's losing light

bring me your love, tonight

lost at sea
my heart beat was growing weak
hoping you'd hear my plea
and come save my life

as the storm grew fierce
and danger was certainly near
i knew there was nothing to fear

bring me your love, tonight

no, i am not where i belong
so shine a light and guide me home.

[dallas green, as much as i ever could]

Sunday, February 22, 2009

heartache in disguise


who would sell their soul for love?
or waste one tear on compromise?
it should be easy now
to know a heartache in disguise

but, the heart rules the mind
and the going gets rough
pride takes the fall
when you find that kind of love

i can't help feeling like a fool
since i lost that place inside

where my heart knew its way
and my soul was ever-wise

once innocence was lost
there was not faith enough
still my heart held on
when it found that kind of love


though beauty is rare enough
still we trust we'll find it there
with no guarantee it seems to me
at least it should be fair

but if it's only tears and pain
isn't it still worth the cost?
like some sweet saving grace
or a river we must cross

if we don't understand
what this life is made of
we learn the truth
when we find that kind of love

cause when innocence is lost
there is not faith enough
we learn the truth
when we find that kind of love

That Kind of Love, Alison Krauss

Friday, February 20, 2009

destruction of welborn




dreaming of ocracoke

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