Monday, June 16, 2008

star crossed & Goddamn,condemned.




What`s on my thoughts?
Call me an astronaut or a cosmonaut!
A rose by any other name will still stink,
and i will never go up to the moon.
It would be quite earlier than very soon
that i run away from you, what do you think?
i will take a walk on your Airs
and just grow my hair
and put some flowers in my ears
like i am going to San Francisco.
but dont you shed those tears
I am just heading for the disco.
I wanna see how they all dance
coz i never and don't know how.
No no, i dont dance, aint gonna take no chance!
Dont you assume somehow!
You never did know me that well
and my fame i never did sell.
Go baby ! go go!
I am right behind you!
so go go! i am telling you it aint so!
There is nothing new.
Just that ancient love for you,
no modern streaks, and to you
as well, it might be history,
but it is still my story!








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Thursday, June 12, 2008

i got soul but i am not a soldier

Sometimes i feel that my life is a perfect circle and what goes round must come round. Like the EraserheadThom Yorke said, you go forward! I go backwards! Somewhere we will meet. Life is a bittersweet symphony, you make a lot of money, than you die! But i can change and the long and winding road that always leads me back to her door has left a pool of tears. Every time i try to walk away, something always makes me turn around and stay. I cant tell you why, but even when she shows me that she dont care, and she is throwing punches in the air, i am gonna stay, i am strong enough to be her man. I wanna stand up, i wanna shineon in the hearts of men, i want a meaning from the back of my broken hand, it is changing, the cold hearted boy i used to be and with all the things i have done, the battle is won. So here is some FUEL:
She calls me from the cold
Just when I was low, feeling short of stable
And all that she intends
And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label
She says she's ashamed
And can she take me for awhile
And can I be a friend, we'll forget the past
But maybe I'm not able
And I break at the bend
We're here and now, but will we ever be again
'Cause I have found
All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade
Away again
She dreams a champagne dream
Strawberry surprise, pink linen and white paper
Lavender and cream
Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her
She says that love is for fools who fall behind
And I'm somewhere in between
I never really know
A killer from a savior
'Til I break at the bend
It's too far away for me to hold
It's too far away...
Guess I'll let it go

Monday, June 9, 2008

preserverance and procastinated

She doesnt know

just what it all is!

Seems like somehow

all she wanted was to be his!

But forever is he gone

and sure she is so alone!

i gave her space,

a song right on her face!

I waited,

but it seems to be,

That is rather late.

I dont know

But then we will see!

energy

neither created,never can be destroyed

postponed, is all!

no such thing as a void,

when it comes to friends,

genuine!

an undivided union!

Just a matter of little time, is all!

Hello again

hi,
this might be a bit cliche, but it's been a while and nothing like pain to start the flow again.Well it aint the paper and the pen anymore but the keys or whatever.
Still when you are so much in joy ,it numbs your feelings, that you cannnot even move the muscles on your fingers.So more like shock therapy,it is this bittersweet jolt in my little heart that pumped up the blood into my veins again, refreshing my fried brains and disturbing the momentum of my idleness,and like all those laws,Newton's,Murphy's whatever,m back with my fingers again here.
so here i go again.....................