Vs.1
when we look
you dont see me
blind to reality
when I speak
you barely turn
enough to hear me
((screaming I need you))
Pre chorus
Screaming I need you
I’ll be staying here
But a daydreamer you’ll be
-chorus-
I want to shake
every thought
out of your head
and leave just one
I want to leave
You with nothing
Vs.2
If you let go
Your mind is
Free to know
If you figure out
That I’ve only been
Trying too hard
((Ill be staying here))
Pre chorus to tag
--------------------------interlude-----------------------------
TAG
Thought for me
Time for me
But a daydreamer-you’ll be
END
I want to leave
You with nothing
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Friday, June 18, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
daydreamer
when we look
you dont see me
blind to reality
when I speak
you barely turn
enough to hear
me screaming I need you
I want to shake
every thought
out of your head
and leave just one
you dont see me
blind to reality
when I speak
you barely turn
enough to hear
me screaming I need you
I want to shake
every thought
out of your head
and leave just one
12 years for one day?
Well, I graduated on sunday.
isn't odd that we go to school for 12 years to celebrate just ONE day and then its all done, over, start over. Wierd how life is sometimes. Im just melancholy with a loss for words, Im not even sure if thats the right word. Im going to invent a word that means you dont know the right word to use. guessmots. (english 'geuss' + 'mots' is french for words)I am feeling guessmots.
12 years
of writing instead of wondering
americans value
american value
but who measures value
corrupt leaders?
or insubordunate conspirators?
everyone holds a frame
pictures made by memories
of swingsets in the backyard
and feelings of failure
it rotates
on a time spindle
pictures changing as the motion moves it
any angle you hold it
still a frame
but is your picture a still frame?
yeah I barely read through that before I posted it but Im tired, bed time!
isn't odd that we go to school for 12 years to celebrate just ONE day and then its all done, over, start over. Wierd how life is sometimes. Im just melancholy with a loss for words, Im not even sure if thats the right word. Im going to invent a word that means you dont know the right word to use. guessmots. (english 'geuss' + 'mots' is french for words)I am feeling guessmots.
12 years
of writing instead of wondering
americans value
american value
but who measures value
corrupt leaders?
or insubordunate conspirators?
everyone holds a frame
pictures made by memories
of swingsets in the backyard
and feelings of failure
it rotates
on a time spindle
pictures changing as the motion moves it
any angle you hold it
still a frame
but is your picture a still frame?
yeah I barely read through that before I posted it but Im tired, bed time!
Saturday, June 5, 2010
fall
something inside
tells me I shouldnt hide
tells me Im missing out on life
if one day we find ourselves
miles away
I think that'd be okay
you'll be gone
though I already know
you were never here
where I needed you
where I wanted you to be
everything outside
shows you dont see
shows you won't try to find me
they say love blinds
but they really mean--it hides
perfection in your eyes
and that black hole
where I should be, for life.
if we werent so scared
(like you are)
if we didnt lie
(anywhere but in each other's eyes)
You'd tell me you need me
which shows you want me
and you would try to find me
and at the break of intensity
fall.
just where
we should be.
tells me I shouldnt hide
tells me Im missing out on life
if one day we find ourselves
miles away
I think that'd be okay
you'll be gone
though I already know
you were never here
where I needed you
where I wanted you to be
everything outside
shows you dont see
shows you won't try to find me
they say love blinds
but they really mean--it hides
perfection in your eyes
and that black hole
where I should be, for life.
if we werent so scared
(like you are)
if we didnt lie
(anywhere but in each other's eyes)
You'd tell me you need me
which shows you want me
and you would try to find me
and at the break of intensity
fall.
just where
we should be.
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