I never thought I'd miss you
So I'm home from 6 days in Maine. they were nice, it was good to spend time with my best friend Nathan (he's by default my bestest of all bestest friends, cuz I known him longer than Jon and David and Jon and David are two and there could only be one bestest of bestests :-P.) Maine was nice, spooky as all hell, but nice. I also had wierd dreams. I remember 5 dreams from 6 nights of sleep, 3 from one night, actually. I'll go ahead and describe them.
1. I made out with a good friend of mine (girl). It was wierd. and awesome. but mostly wierd when I woke up.
2. Dont remember, but it was wierd.
3. Jon and I were runnign around trying to get a Jonathon set up. But it wasnt at his house, nono, it was in some city, we left this building, we told everybody to go ahead and meet us there cuz we were gonna be held up for some reason, and then we had to rush to get there cuz it closed at 9, even though it was like afternoon time (judging by the position of the sun). Then Jon wanted to get on a bike with one wheel missing that was also locked to a post. Even though the place was a block away. Then I woke up.
4. It was some sort of presidential parade that started in a stadium. No, the dream started in a stadium, and when we moved outside, it turned into a presidential parade. So somebody went off to get a car, and it was just me and this chick. We were under a bridge, I remember that. The parade was moving towards us, and we started holding hands. It was nice, very nice. but I divulge no names.
5. Somehow I was across a ravine to my house. So I crossed it, went into my house, and this chick was there, and she had recreated a song I like on garageband. I dont remember what song, exactly, but I can see the notes in my head, somewhat, kinda loopy, and it was synthesized. Cant for the life of me remember it right now. Im thinking Selkies: the Endless Obsession by Between The Buried and Me, but thats not it, no no. Anyways, I was all like sweet and then we just chilled. and yeah. it was nice. but once again, I divulge.
Clearly these dreams are a not quite so subtle reminder from my subconcious that I'm alone. I think my subconcious hates me.
I leave you with music;
Maze broken
She’s runnin’
Feet swollen
He’s comin’
She’s stolen
And before he even knows it she’s gone.
Tea cups sittin’ on the hollow tree stumps
He’s dumped, and can’t seem to swallow these lumps
The beat goes on…
Same fire
New passion
Old flame
Trade it in for a summer fling
There’s nothing like that sweet old song…
Tip over
Root the trees
Bend the leaves
Blend in with the open wound
The freeze frames keep him warm…
The day’s frost is scrapped off the weight loss
The new sign that says keep off
As he speeds off into the storm…
Out of spite the lighting strikes him twice
He’s peeking out on the pike and cheatin life
Pealing out on the lawn
Now he’s idling
His time is dwindling
In his mind he’s figuring out life’s about the little things
And his labyrinth
And all his magnificent can only keep the mice trapped
The princess is innocent
She doesn’t belong…
(I never thought I’d miss you)
They had a ceremony where he put her in a bridle, the headstall…
She stopped to think for a minute, and in a split second went AWOL.
(I never thought I’d miss you)
He draws in the chin as in a expression of resentment or scorn
He’s pullin’ on the reigns, the bridle, the shower the storm
The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war…
The reigns, the bridle, the shower, the storm…
The maze, high tower, clouds are at war
The reigns, the bridle, the shower, the storm…
The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war, clouds are at war, clouds are at war...
(I never thought I’d miss you) - repeat 3x
1. I made out with a good friend of mine (girl). It was wierd. and awesome. but mostly wierd when I woke up.
2. Dont remember, but it was wierd.
3. Jon and I were runnign around trying to get a Jonathon set up. But it wasnt at his house, nono, it was in some city, we left this building, we told everybody to go ahead and meet us there cuz we were gonna be held up for some reason, and then we had to rush to get there cuz it closed at 9, even though it was like afternoon time (judging by the position of the sun). Then Jon wanted to get on a bike with one wheel missing that was also locked to a post. Even though the place was a block away. Then I woke up.
4. It was some sort of presidential parade that started in a stadium. No, the dream started in a stadium, and when we moved outside, it turned into a presidential parade. So somebody went off to get a car, and it was just me and this chick. We were under a bridge, I remember that. The parade was moving towards us, and we started holding hands. It was nice, very nice. but I divulge no names.
5. Somehow I was across a ravine to my house. So I crossed it, went into my house, and this chick was there, and she had recreated a song I like on garageband. I dont remember what song, exactly, but I can see the notes in my head, somewhat, kinda loopy, and it was synthesized. Cant for the life of me remember it right now. Im thinking Selkies: the Endless Obsession by Between The Buried and Me, but thats not it, no no. Anyways, I was all like sweet and then we just chilled. and yeah. it was nice. but once again, I divulge.
Clearly these dreams are a not quite so subtle reminder from my subconcious that I'm alone. I think my subconcious hates me.
I leave you with music;
Maze broken
She’s runnin’
Feet swollen
He’s comin’
She’s stolen
And before he even knows it she’s gone.
Tea cups sittin’ on the hollow tree stumps
He’s dumped, and can’t seem to swallow these lumps
The beat goes on…
Same fire
New passion
Old flame
Trade it in for a summer fling
There’s nothing like that sweet old song…
Tip over
Root the trees
Bend the leaves
Blend in with the open wound
The freeze frames keep him warm…
The day’s frost is scrapped off the weight loss
The new sign that says keep off
As he speeds off into the storm…
Out of spite the lighting strikes him twice
He’s peeking out on the pike and cheatin life
Pealing out on the lawn
Now he’s idling
His time is dwindling
In his mind he’s figuring out life’s about the little things
And his labyrinth
And all his magnificent can only keep the mice trapped
The princess is innocent
She doesn’t belong…
(I never thought I’d miss you)
They had a ceremony where he put her in a bridle, the headstall…
She stopped to think for a minute, and in a split second went AWOL.
(I never thought I’d miss you)
He draws in the chin as in a expression of resentment or scorn
He’s pullin’ on the reigns, the bridle, the shower the storm
The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war…
The reigns, the bridle, the shower, the storm…
The maze, high tower, clouds are at war
The reigns, the bridle, the shower, the storm…
The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war, clouds are at war, clouds are at war...
(I never thought I’d miss you) - repeat 3x