Oct 18, 2004 16:40
I'll leave a trail of fire across this desert just to see the desperation in your eyes
you think you've suffered well you ain't seen shit yet
the pain won't set in for a long long time
I've fought off angels with my hands behind my back
I've set the heavens all on fire
so sleep in the fallout shelter tonight one and all
and wrap the children up real tight
and stop the bleedin before it starts
stop the bleedin before it starts.
I think one day I shall move to San Fransico again... probably sooner then later. I want to lose myself in a city like that. Bring upon enduced isolation. Have the time to do what I want without distraction. Or maybe the whole thing would be a distraction.
But the trip made me happy and it wasn't the place as much as the change... so perhaps all I need to do is find a home here first and see how that goes.
In anycase, my general 'okay' with the world continues two days now after i've returned... Maybe it has something to do with a clean room and a clean car and looking out clean windows rather then dirty ones....metaphorical as that all can be.