Jul 23, 2005 14:10
so ian will be here in six days, istartedsmoking again, i have tosayitcalms my nerves immensely, after reading the harry potter book and seeing "run lola run" i gave him a long serious lecture (in the form of a letter) about how he must never EVER be brave and put his life on the line to save others, never go back to cats in burning buildings, but i know helll disagree with that,heloves those damned cats (Mac and Kizu)so now i worry about human mortality in the midst of worrying about what to wear when i see him, and how elctrifying that first kiss will be. i cant sleepsometimes for picturing it so hard. my other new obbsession is damien rice (the song "the blowers dughter" from the movie "closer" is my favourite and everyone should rent the movie just for the first five minutes)here are the lyrics to thats song, words i desparately wish to hear ian say, and another one i was worried with while at oak hill but not anymore.
And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new
"Delicate"
We might kiss when we are alone
When nobody's watching
We might take it home
We might make out when nobody's there
It's not that we're scared
It's just that it's delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?
We might live like never before
When there's nothing to give
Well how can we ask for more
We might make love in some sacred place
The look on your face is delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?