Another hero. Another mindless crime.
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.
On and on
Does anybody know
What we are living for
Whatever happens
We leave it all to chance
Another heartache
Another failed romance
On and on
Does anybody know
What we are living for
The show must go on
The show must go on
Outside the dawn is breaking
On the stage that holds
Our final destiny
The show must go on
The show must go on
Monday, April 6, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
sitting
Sitting here, thinking here
lying there, wishing there
alone in a bed
alone here, alone there
being all alone
it's queen size too
decisions made, follow through
someday here, maybe there
sometime, hopefully soon
I'm all alone in bed
I'm all alone in my head
I'm all alone
lying there, wishing there
alone in a bed
alone here, alone there
being all alone
it's queen size too
decisions made, follow through
someday here, maybe there
sometime, hopefully soon
I'm all alone in bed
I'm all alone in my head
I'm all alone
Sunday, February 22, 2009
The end of movies
So the Oscars...
what's the point? I sit a watch little bits and think. how stupid to spend that much time and money on an awards show. more publicity eh? and we the people fall for it.
what's the point? I sit a watch little bits and think. how stupid to spend that much time and money on an awards show. more publicity eh? and we the people fall for it.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
mom
Newspaper clippings and magazine rippings
shoved into a kitchen drawer (along with a few stray crossword puzzles)
Finding a certain recipe was usually a pretty big chore
Finding the right recipe was easy
you just grabbed one!
“I thought it looked good,” was always the comment.
In reality, sometimes it did and sometimes it didn’t
But that was the adventure.
shoved into a kitchen drawer (along with a few stray crossword puzzles)
Finding a certain recipe was usually a pretty big chore
Finding the right recipe was easy
you just grabbed one!
“I thought it looked good,” was always the comment.
In reality, sometimes it did and sometimes it didn’t
But that was the adventure.
Lyrics | Rent - Without you lyrics
Empty hollow chest,
beating fleeting heart
its gone. All.
sad reeling skull,
depressed repressed mind
it hurts. Very.
shallow hurting hands,
worn torn soul
broken. Now.
Empty hollow chest,
dead unfed heart
its gone. Forever.
Without you, I die
Without you, its true
Without you.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
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