...Broke down and hungry...
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
Those words ring out so powerfully to me. If you had asked me months ago...or even weeks, I would not understand it. I would think I did, but I would have seen it as some cheesy power balad style lyric. I would have seen it as something people who weren't me felt. It would have been another excuse to hate every other happy person. For writing lyrics like this, that clearly they can't mean. But nevermind what it would have meant. This is not about what would have been. This is what I see now. Not what I would have thought when I was much colder.
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It is like seeing things with new eyes. Or, when you havn't been to the eye doctor in 6 years and you finally pony up and go. Brian Regan talks about how he put on his new glasses and was like, "Man, I can see." Yeah, this is something like that. But instead of me putting on glasses, I am removing something. And it hasn't been as easy as optical enhancers either. I'm talking about bitterness. Low self esteem too. Do you have any idea what it is like to go so long with super low self esteem? It is nice to finally face the world a different person. One much bolder.
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
Now rhyming may be stupid and childish, but that is how I feel right now. I think its only appropriate. Everything has been changing. Not on anyone elses part though, just how I am seeing things. Yes, it has to do with someone and how special I see them. Yes, I'm afraid that this new outlook could change once she hands me the final rejection. But lets try to be optimistic here. I am doing my best. I feel like a new person. Music has never sounded sweeter. I have more joyous tears than ever. Why all these changes all of a sudden? Prayers answered. That's all I can think of. But I am loving it. Every second. Maybe it is part of growing up. Who knows. If that is it, thank God for getting older.
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
Let me tell you a little about her. Her...
It sounds uplifting and degrating all that the same time. Whatever, I don't care. I can feel/say what I want. She is the smile on my face, and the motivation for my hands and music. The way she looks at me from the side of her eye. The way I can't help but stare. "I know the movie is on, and as interesting as that is, id rather look at you." These are the things running through my head. Her adorable little nose, and rediculously enchanting eyes. I could sing praises all day, for I finally understand the poetry written by Solomon. They say God is in the details. This is probably the most understated statement ever. Think about everything about someone you love. How it all plays together. At first you may only see it as a whole, but everysmall thing makes a difference. From the wrinkles on her knuckles, to the shade of her skin and hair, to her soft voice...to her freakin shoe size. All play together to make this one little amazing woman. I close my eyes and can smell her sweet sweet odor. My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder? Id give much more than that. She has invaded my mind and my soul. And im not afraid to talk about it. I don't care if she knows it. Yes, i think I know so many things about her. Im wrong...I just know it. I don't care. I want to figure her out. I will spend forever figuring her out. It is the endless math problem...no...math sucks. It is the song that keeps daring to end and you would cry if it did. But it just trails on and on and nothing has ever caressed your ears like that sound. Am I in love. Absolutely.
Ps. This is not necessarrily how I feel, I just felt like writing happy. Maybe it is a little, but extremely exagerated. Ok...that is the end of my disclaimer. If you want to see where the line "my kingdom..." comes from, click the link below. Later boys and girls
Lover, You Should've Come Over
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Looking out the door
I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations
As their shoes fill up with water
And maybe I'm too young
To keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so
(You'll never know)
I'm broken down and hungry for your love
With no way to feed it
Where are you tonight?
Child, you know how much I need it.
Too young to hold on
And too old to just break free and run
Sometimes a man gets carried away,
When he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really,
He has no-one...
So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn oh
Will I ever see your sweet return,
Oh, will I ever learn
Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late.
Lonely is the room the bed is made
The open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one
Who dreams he had you with him
My body turns
And yearns for a sleep that will never come
It's never over,
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over,
All my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her...
It's never over,
All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over,
She is the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
Maybe I'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong
Oh... lover you should've come over...
'Cause it's not too late...
I feel too young to hold on
I'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind
To see the damage I've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love I waited for you
Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late
~Jeff Buckley~
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
Those words ring out so powerfully to me. If you had asked me months ago...or even weeks, I would not understand it. I would think I did, but I would have seen it as some cheesy power balad style lyric. I would have seen it as something people who weren't me felt. It would have been another excuse to hate every other happy person. For writing lyrics like this, that clearly they can't mean. But nevermind what it would have meant. This is not about what would have been. This is what I see now. Not what I would have thought when I was much colder.
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It is like seeing things with new eyes. Or, when you havn't been to the eye doctor in 6 years and you finally pony up and go. Brian Regan talks about how he put on his new glasses and was like, "Man, I can see." Yeah, this is something like that. But instead of me putting on glasses, I am removing something. And it hasn't been as easy as optical enhancers either. I'm talking about bitterness. Low self esteem too. Do you have any idea what it is like to go so long with super low self esteem? It is nice to finally face the world a different person. One much bolder.
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
Now rhyming may be stupid and childish, but that is how I feel right now. I think its only appropriate. Everything has been changing. Not on anyone elses part though, just how I am seeing things. Yes, it has to do with someone and how special I see them. Yes, I'm afraid that this new outlook could change once she hands me the final rejection. But lets try to be optimistic here. I am doing my best. I feel like a new person. Music has never sounded sweeter. I have more joyous tears than ever. Why all these changes all of a sudden? Prayers answered. That's all I can think of. But I am loving it. Every second. Maybe it is part of growing up. Who knows. If that is it, thank God for getting older.
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
Let me tell you a little about her. Her...
It sounds uplifting and degrating all that the same time. Whatever, I don't care. I can feel/say what I want. She is the smile on my face, and the motivation for my hands and music. The way she looks at me from the side of her eye. The way I can't help but stare. "I know the movie is on, and as interesting as that is, id rather look at you." These are the things running through my head. Her adorable little nose, and rediculously enchanting eyes. I could sing praises all day, for I finally understand the poetry written by Solomon. They say God is in the details. This is probably the most understated statement ever. Think about everything about someone you love. How it all plays together. At first you may only see it as a whole, but everysmall thing makes a difference. From the wrinkles on her knuckles, to the shade of her skin and hair, to her soft voice...to her freakin shoe size. All play together to make this one little amazing woman. I close my eyes and can smell her sweet sweet odor. My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder? Id give much more than that. She has invaded my mind and my soul. And im not afraid to talk about it. I don't care if she knows it. Yes, i think I know so many things about her. Im wrong...I just know it. I don't care. I want to figure her out. I will spend forever figuring her out. It is the endless math problem...no...math sucks. It is the song that keeps daring to end and you would cry if it did. But it just trails on and on and nothing has ever caressed your ears like that sound. Am I in love. Absolutely.
Ps. This is not necessarrily how I feel, I just felt like writing happy. Maybe it is a little, but extremely exagerated. Ok...that is the end of my disclaimer. If you want to see where the line "my kingdom..." comes from, click the link below. Later boys and girls
Lover, You Should've Come Over
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Looking out the door
I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations
As their shoes fill up with water
And maybe I'm too young
To keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so
(You'll never know)
I'm broken down and hungry for your love
With no way to feed it
Where are you tonight?
Child, you know how much I need it.
Too young to hold on
And too old to just break free and run
Sometimes a man gets carried away,
When he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really,
He has no-one...
So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn oh
Will I ever see your sweet return,
Oh, will I ever learn
Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late.
Lonely is the room the bed is made
The open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one
Who dreams he had you with him
My body turns
And yearns for a sleep that will never come
It's never over,
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over,
All my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her...
It's never over,
All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over,
She is the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
Maybe I'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong
Oh... lover you should've come over...
'Cause it's not too late...
I feel too young to hold on
I'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind
To see the damage I've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love I waited for you
Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late
~Jeff Buckley~