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ok so...maybe its not dead. its just come out of a coma.
i am promising myself that i will revive this journaling thing as soon as i get my life together. or try to anyway. i realise that there are people that are under the impression that i am living footloose and fancy free these days. and yeah, for the most part, i am. but i do not have amnesia. i havent forgotten a thing. i live with it every day just like they do. its not any less real for me than it is for them. and if you dont know what i mean, dont worry about it. the people that need to know, do.
the journaling stopped because life as i knew it completely came to a stop. it wasnt that i didnt have the means to continue, i just didnt have the will. but i need to not throw this out. it could prove to be one of my saving graces, because something tells me i'm in for quite a doozy.
after dining alone tonight to clear my head and realise some things, i saw an old friend on the way out. at first i wanted to stop, but then i remembered the content of our last conversation, in which one of us was in a deep sleep and the other was deeply inebriated. im glad i hesitated today. and i drove off and realised that it didnt hurt me at all to have driven off and left a past behind me for the last time.
and if you happened to have seen me too, realise that im not being rude. maybe just callous. just remember that im not the only one that made it this way.
so folks, this is what im dealing with lately. i've taken what i need and now im on my way. anyone that cares to hear more knows how to reach me. anyone that doesnt, and just cares to talk shit, im sure you already know each other's phone numbers.
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
And I hope you're thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
And I know I'm on a losing streak
'Cause I passed down my old street
And if you want a show, then just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead
But if you wanna show, just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
I'm never going down, I'm never coming down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
I'm never coming down, I'm never going down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more...
I am ready for love
Why are you hiding from me
I’d quickly give my freedom
To be held in your captivity
I am ready for love
All of the joy and the pain
And all the time that it takes
Just to stay in your good grace
Lately I’ve been thinking
Maybe you’re not ready for me
Maybe you think I need to learn maturity
They say watch what you ask for
Cause you might receive
But if you ask me tomorrow
I’ll say the same thing
I am ready for love
Would you please lend me your ear?
I promise I won’t complain
I just need you to acknowledge I am here
If you give me half a chance
I‘ll prove this to you
I will be patience, kind, faithful and true
To a man who loves music
A man who loves art
Respects the spirit world
And thinks with his heart
I am ready for love
If you’ll take me in your hands
I will learn what you teach
And do the best that I can
I am ready for love
Here with a offering of
My voice
My Eyes
My soul
My mind
Tell me what is enough
To prove I am ready for love
I am ready..
i am promising myself that i will revive this journaling thing as soon as i get my life together. or try to anyway. i realise that there are people that are under the impression that i am living footloose and fancy free these days. and yeah, for the most part, i am. but i do not have amnesia. i havent forgotten a thing. i live with it every day just like they do. its not any less real for me than it is for them. and if you dont know what i mean, dont worry about it. the people that need to know, do.
the journaling stopped because life as i knew it completely came to a stop. it wasnt that i didnt have the means to continue, i just didnt have the will. but i need to not throw this out. it could prove to be one of my saving graces, because something tells me i'm in for quite a doozy.
after dining alone tonight to clear my head and realise some things, i saw an old friend on the way out. at first i wanted to stop, but then i remembered the content of our last conversation, in which one of us was in a deep sleep and the other was deeply inebriated. im glad i hesitated today. and i drove off and realised that it didnt hurt me at all to have driven off and left a past behind me for the last time.
and if you happened to have seen me too, realise that im not being rude. maybe just callous. just remember that im not the only one that made it this way.
so folks, this is what im dealing with lately. i've taken what i need and now im on my way. anyone that cares to hear more knows how to reach me. anyone that doesnt, and just cares to talk shit, im sure you already know each other's phone numbers.
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
And I hope you're thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
And I know I'm on a losing streak
'Cause I passed down my old street
And if you want a show, then just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead
But if you wanna show, just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
I'm never going down, I'm never coming down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
I'm never coming down, I'm never going down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more...
I am ready for love
Why are you hiding from me
I’d quickly give my freedom
To be held in your captivity
I am ready for love
All of the joy and the pain
And all the time that it takes
Just to stay in your good grace
Lately I’ve been thinking
Maybe you’re not ready for me
Maybe you think I need to learn maturity
They say watch what you ask for
Cause you might receive
But if you ask me tomorrow
I’ll say the same thing
I am ready for love
Would you please lend me your ear?
I promise I won’t complain
I just need you to acknowledge I am here
If you give me half a chance
I‘ll prove this to you
I will be patience, kind, faithful and true
To a man who loves music
A man who loves art
Respects the spirit world
And thinks with his heart
I am ready for love
If you’ll take me in your hands
I will learn what you teach
And do the best that I can
I am ready for love
Here with a offering of
My voice
My Eyes
My soul
My mind
Tell me what is enough
To prove I am ready for love
I am ready..