Archive for August, 2007

R.E.M.

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
When you’re sure you’ve had enough of this life, well hang on
Don’t let yourself go, ’cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it’s time to sing along
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think you’ve had too much of this life, well hang on

‘Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don’t throw your hand. Oh, no. Don’t throw your hand
If you feel like you’re alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you’re on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you’ve had too much of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You are not alone

I haven’t been getting enough sleep.

Add comment August 29, 2007

Frost

The Road Not Taken
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 10
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. 15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 20

Add comment August 12, 2007

Give In

Give in to your confusion
There’s no good in hiding
Why you’re unusual
Leave it behind, then change your mind
Take what you find, it will be good enough

Too young to be heros
Too old to play April fools
Too smart to be honest
We’ve got too much to lose
It’s too late to be perfect
And it’s not like we haven’t tried
It’s hard but it’s worth it
Every time we get it right

Every time you give in
And go where it takes you
Stand by the feeling
Even if it breaks you
It’s always a guess which way is the best
Take what you find and make it good enough

Too young to be heros
Too old to play April fools
Too smart to be honest
We’ve got too much to lose
It’s too late to be perfect
And it’s not like we haven’t tried
It’s hard but it’s worth it
Every time we get it right

And even when you’re lost inside yourself
Even when too weak to cry for help
Even when you can’t put up a fight
Even when you’re broken you aren’t quite
Maybe it’s the struggle that you need
Something to disturb you in your sleep
A kiss of madness on your cheek
When will you see you’ve got to

Give in to you confusion
Leave it behind, then change your mind
Take what you find, let it be good enough

Too young to be heros
Too old to play April fools
Too smart to be honest
We’ve got too much to lose
Too young to be heros
It’s too late to be perfect
And it’s not like we haven’t tried
It’s hard but it’s worth it
Every time we give

Add comment August 6, 2007


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