"Northview" (For Him)
All those nights spent in basements with black leather couches
And laughing conversations that filled the air
With foosball and pooltables that only brought me losses
But we kept playing on without a care.
And to the left of the stairs as you descend
Is a stage that sits filled with echoes of your sound.
We sat on the floor and my gaze was transfixed
On a solitary glance with the music behind.
Keep playing along, playing on and on
'Hey Jude, don't make it bad'.
You'll sing that song, and I'll watch it go on
As if nothing else really mattered.
All those nights spent in basements with black leather couches
And barstools and footrests and a red leather chair
The scent of a boy that's sweeter than heaven
The tightest embrace while holding you there.
And to the left of the stairs as you descend
Is a stage filled with memories of new favorite songs
A smile in the shadows of a dimly lit room
A welcoming feeling this is where I belong.
-LCD
I'm pretty proud of that one I think. Everyone I've shown it to so far has liked it as well...unless they're just being nice. :..
But yea. I gave that to him this morning, and was nervous about it all day. I have no idea what to think. I kind of avoided him afterwards, so I don't know. We'll see. I'm just really nervous about it. I don't want that to have been a mistake that I end up regretting or anything. Maybe I'm over thinking it. I hope so. I hope it goes over well. We'll see though...
So yea. That's my latest work, and it came a lot easier than a lot of other stuff, and I was actually able to finish it. I think giving myself a "deadline" and a purpose kind of helped a bit. But yea.
What do you think of it? Please, be completely honest. I really want to know.
That's all for now.
Take care everyone.
Love,
Liz
And laughing conversations that filled the air
With foosball and pooltables that only brought me losses
But we kept playing on without a care.
And to the left of the stairs as you descend
Is a stage that sits filled with echoes of your sound.
We sat on the floor and my gaze was transfixed
On a solitary glance with the music behind.
Keep playing along, playing on and on
'Hey Jude, don't make it bad'.
You'll sing that song, and I'll watch it go on
As if nothing else really mattered.
All those nights spent in basements with black leather couches
And barstools and footrests and a red leather chair
The scent of a boy that's sweeter than heaven
The tightest embrace while holding you there.
And to the left of the stairs as you descend
Is a stage filled with memories of new favorite songs
A smile in the shadows of a dimly lit room
A welcoming feeling this is where I belong.
-LCD
I'm pretty proud of that one I think. Everyone I've shown it to so far has liked it as well...unless they're just being nice. :..
But yea. I gave that to him this morning, and was nervous about it all day. I have no idea what to think. I kind of avoided him afterwards, so I don't know. We'll see. I'm just really nervous about it. I don't want that to have been a mistake that I end up regretting or anything. Maybe I'm over thinking it. I hope so. I hope it goes over well. We'll see though...
So yea. That's my latest work, and it came a lot easier than a lot of other stuff, and I was actually able to finish it. I think giving myself a "deadline" and a purpose kind of helped a bit. But yea.
What do you think of it? Please, be completely honest. I really want to know.
That's all for now.
Take care everyone.
Love,
Liz