May 07, 2008 23:35
"If I could open my arms,
And span the length of the isle of Manhattan,
I'd bring it to where you are,
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson.
And if I could open my mouth,
Wide enough for a marching band to march out,
They would make your name sing,
And bend through alleys and bounce off other buildings.
I wish we could open our eyes,
To see in all directions at the same time.
Oh what a beautiful view,
If you were never aware of what was around you.
And it is true what you said,
That I live like a hermit in my own head.
But when the sun shines again,
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole.
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound.
But while you debate half empty or half full,
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole.
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound.
But while you debate half empty or half full,
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole.
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound.
But while you debate half empty or half full,
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole.
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound.
But while you debate half empty or half full,
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna... " -Deathcab
Notitle
Nothing's ever casual
@ my affairs
to stare you down in satisfaction
the traction b/w you and I
magnetism molds our actions
the captions below our eyes
read
that we succeed
in sexual solutions
to burn tragedies
inside
leaving nothing to hide
just pride
in the decision
to sink into you
& stew in our overdramatic juices ...written today 5/7/8
Only six more days till someone sexy is finding his way near to me!! WHoowho!!
Everyday is new day to turn it around. On the bus today I almost allowed
the past to pass me by. But pride successfully tucked deep down into my
tummy, looking fear in the face, I climbed the horizontal latter to meet
you halfway. And it turned out ok. Walking away with a wide smile and a
symphony in my ear, I realized that the difficulty I created can be quickly
dissolved into time and resolved and resigned and that someday, hopefully
soon I will be able to forgive myself for all of the heartbreak that I've
caused you. And you... And you... and you... ...and you... and you... And me. ...written today 5/7/8