AiC
Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom
Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who won't let himself be
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Down in a hole and they've put all
The stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
of my feelings beneath
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied
Bury me softly in this womb
Oh I want to be inside of you
I give this part of me for you
Oh I want to be inside of you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers (Oh I want to be inside of you)
In a tomb...in bloom
Oh I want to be inside...
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, outta control
I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied
I love this song. It's my favorite Alice in Chains song, and it comes VERY close to being my favorite song ever. It's never made me sad. Actually, on the contrary, it puts me in a better mood. I think it's because Layne (Staley, obviously not me) sings it the way he does. Dunno, something about it I just dig.
So anyways, I've discovered a link into a woman's mind. See, I own a few pairs of jeans. I wore yesterday a pair in my size, and they were huge (forgot a belt too, most annoying) and today, a pair, fucking Levi's for christ's sake, in my size, that feel like I'm being cut in half at the waist. I don't comprehend this, and I believe things like this are what ultimately drive women mad. (instead of men, which is their usual excuse)
Strange things are afoot at the Circle K, stuff I shouldn't be posting in a public forum, but allow me to extrapolate to the best of my abilities. History has come about in a manner most unusual, hopefully not repeating itself unto another as it was done to me. If I think I know you well enough, I'll elaborate more fully on IM or face to face. I just needed to bleed this a bit, and doding and mincing words like that was excellent practice.
Speaking of history, Zheekaht made a most interesting observation. "I think Samson and Delilah would have a more pleasant conversation than you and Ex-Girlfriend". A few actually. This amuses me. I've succeeded in making all but 1 of my exes at the very least dislike or distrust me. The one remaining, well... I've nothing but nice things to say about her... Well, ok, there might be a not-so-kind thing to say, but she agreed with me about it. I have to wonder about this, especially since the only Ex which still lives in this area hasn't had time to really leave yet, plus I don't see her anymore whatsoever.
It brings to mind the thought of Ashland. It's horrible, atrocious, and many other things, but I have a sickening love of the place. I've never been fond of bigger cities, too much in your face kinda stuff. It's gonna make my eventual trip to Chi-Town most interesting if nothing else. Vegas bothers me on many levels for that, but it's so damned fun there. Still, Ashland, it's small, and I like it. It has seasons, and I like that. It's got a beautiful level of pollution, which taints the moon and night sky some gorgeous colors. (after a nuclear bomb detonates, it's said that the sky is so beautiful for a few days afterwards, I wouldn't mind some color shots of the Nagasaki, Hiroshima, and Trinity skylines at late evening, if this is true. Of course, I'm obsessed with nuclear bombs. I probably know more about them than any civilian has any business knowing (of course, I know nothing illegal or classified, which is probably for the best. I'd hate to Science Project a 30 kiloton yield device)
But, that's all. I have rambled on. It has been a good day.