On the Radio

This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again

On the radio
We heard November Rain
That solo’s really long
But it’s a pretty song
We listened to it twice
‘Cause the DJ was asleep

This is how it works
You’re young until you’re not
You love until you don’t
You try until you can’t
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else’s heart
Pumping someone else’s blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don’t get harmed
But even if it does
You’ll just do it all again

And on the radio
You hear November Rain
That solo’s awful long
But it’s a good refrain
You listen to it twice
‘Cause the DJ is asleep
On the radio

Regina Spektor

Well open up your mind and see like me

Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you’re so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
and now I’m trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I’ll be giving it my best test
Nothing’s going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it’s again my turn to win some or learn some

I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I’m yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find love love love
Listen to the music of the moment maybe sing with me
A lá peaceful melody
It’s your God-forsaken right to be loved love loved loved loved

So I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I’m sure
There’s no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I’m yours

I’ve been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
My breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed
I guess what I’ma saying is there ain’t no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It’s what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue

I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I’m sure
There’s no need to complicate
Our time is short
this is our fate, I’m yours

Well no no, well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find the sky is yours
Listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me
A lá one big family
It’s your God-forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved

I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I’m sure
There’s no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I’m yours

No please, don’t complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I’m yours

No please, don’t hesitate
no more, no more
It cannot wait
The sky is yours!

Jason Mraz-I’m Yours

Float On.

No, don’t you worry, we’ll all float on.
Alright, I’m ready, we’ll all float on.
Alright, don’t worry, we’ll all float on.

Bienvenue à janvier.  It’s the 17th, and it’s been a long month already.  Not in that bad, will-this-month-ever-end, kind of way.  More like in the i’ve-been-so-busy-and-gotten-so-much-done-that-i-can’t-believe-it’s-still-the-same-month kind of way.  I’ve finished my allotted time at two different bookstore jobs (for which I get to go collect my paychecks on Friday, hurrah!), had my academic advisor revamp my entire academic career (in only 45 min!), met a ton of cool people and rediscovered others, and had a lot of fun and not a lot of sleep.  How is it only the 17th??

So, for your reading pleasure, a few highlights:

• My gay best friend arrived from California
• My washing machine broke and spewed water over my kitchen floor
• I had different guys in my bed 3 nights in a row (there’s a totally non-slutty explanation for this, but it sounds better this way, haha)
• I’m accidentally stuck with a W in a class I don’t need because the computer system freaked out on me
• My good friend got his heart broken en route to Belgium
• I rediscovered a friend who I thought was long-lost (or at least long-gone)

It’s currently 28 degrees out there, my house reeks of cabbage, the electricity keeps shorting in my room whenever I use my space heater, I’m pretty much drowning in homework after one week of classes, and I’m feeling pretty good about things.  For real. It’s going to be a good semester. :)

Crystal Ball

Who is the man I see
Where I’m supposed to be?
I lost my heart, I buried it too deep
Under the iron sea

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall

Lines ever more unclear
Not sure I’m even here
The more I look the more I think that I’m
Starting to disappear

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Oh, crystal ball, hear my song
I’m fading out, everything I know is wrong
So put me where I belong

I don’t know where I am
And I don’t really care
I look myself in the eye
There’s no-one there
I fall upon the earth
I call upon the air
But all I get is the same old vacant stare

Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Oh, crystal ball, hear my song
I’m fading out, everything I know is wrong
So put me where I belong

Keane

This is getting old, I’m more than ready for it to just be over.

Oh, and about the obsessive amount of lyrics lately…it’s how I deal.

Loose Ends

Doing everything by halves… got a real flare with excuses.
Meeting someone at the bar… where loose ends still have uses.

It’s complicated… this time, I think it could be.
Triangulated, it could be just what we need…
So what you say… we give it up and walk away?
We’re overrated, anyway.

We’re kissing without kissing… got it down to a fine art.
Love’s supposed to keep you young and frisky; we grew up and wide apart.
Not now, not ever, no… it’s never a good time.
How will the good times ever roll along?
Comparing photos then and now.
Just wondering…wondering…where it all went wrong.

It’s complicated… this time, I think it could be.
Triangulated, it could be just what we need…
So what you say… we give it up and walk away?
Nothing to salvage, anyway.

Want to, oh, need to, oh, try to, oh none of the above…
Want to, oh, need to, oh, try to, oh none of the above…
Want to, oh, need to, oh, try to, oh none of the above…
Want to, oh, need to, oh, try to, oh…

It’s complicated… this time, I think it could be.
Triangulated, it could be just what we need…
So what you say… we give it up and walk away?
We’re overrated, anyway.

It’s complicated… this time, I think it could be.
Triangulated, it could be just what we need…
So what you say… we give it up and walk away?
Nothing to salvage, anyway.

Imogen Heap

Control

Take control of the atmosphere
Take me far away from here
There is no better loss than to lose myself in you
In a parachute to glide, I am captive in your sky
Surrender has somehow become so beautiful

Move me up through the darkest clouds
Till I’ve lost in the sun every shadow of doubt
There is no better find than to find myself with you
In a fog you are all I see
I’m inviting you closer with each time I breathe
Surrender has somehow become so beautiful

Such a beautiful surrender

There are some things that only music can fix.

And this one borders even that possibility.

Seriously though, I can’t wait for January! I’m genuinely excited about V moving out here! He and N and BB and E and I are going to have so much fun!

And that, I think, can fix anything.

We Don’t Care About the Young Folks

If i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn’t lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn’t matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one will surprise me unless you do

i can tell there’s something goin’ on
hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving i’m still with you

it doesn’t matter what we do
where we are going too
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you

and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you

talking only me and you
talking only me and you

Peter, Bjorn & John

Past in Present

The scarlet letter isn’t black
Gotta know who’s got your back
Because they’re right in front of you
Because they’re telling you the truth

So much present inside my present
Inside my present so…so much past
Inside my present inside my past
Inside my present
So, so

I’m currently recovering from one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long time.  My wonderful friends D and MK traveled hundreds of miles so we could all spend three days at my place being absolutely ridiculous.  It’s been nearly two years since we all got together, back when we were all still in undergrad in NC.  And yet, it’s as if nothing has changed; we still make crazy costumes for each other, take horrible self-portraits (posting to come), get lost because we talk too much, and can’t ever decide what to eat for dinner…My wallet is empty but my heart is full.

The more I am myself, the more I realize how much I’ve missed it.  And I’m looking forward to my future filled with my favorite people, the ones I love already and the ones I can’t wait to love.  This is the first time in my life that I’ve allowed my seasons to mix, and it’s working out well so far.  Sometimes you don’t have to start over completely, sometimes you can just readjust.  Maybe it’s better that way.  Maybe you can hang on to the love you have and just run with it.  Maybe that’s what I should be learning here.

Do the Whirlwind

She said you’d given up,
Your folks told me you should be left alone,
On a mountain top knocking the aeroplanes down with stones.
Do the whirlwind and carry the hope that stings all night long,
Don’t abandon him ’cause he quivers when he hears your song,

Believe me, it’s safe to see.
At least be confused about right and wrong,
Plan to settle down,
Over the moon under the sun.
Do the whirlwind and shotgun the seat that beats that beats
Hanging on to the one you love
To keep keepin’, sleepin’, dreamin’ on.

Folks given up under the quivers and lines,
You do the whirlwind,
Don’t abandon,
Get a handle of yourself, son.

I’ve gotten not 1 but 18 calls from my roomie’s ex in the past 24 hours.  And then I got a call from G.  Apparently he hiked the AT and then moved not too far from me.

Every time I think things can’t get any weirder…

Uppers Aren’t Necessary

lead me through these cities of imaginary trends
something’s gonna be changing come the morning time my friend
as fickle as these streets are they might not even wait around till then
i’ve got a lot to loose so come and take it from me quick
everything you loose if it makes you stronger it makes you sick
take these cities from me i’ll build buildings up with my own bare hands

the uppers aren’t necessary the guilt is the coal
that keeps the fire burning to drive out the cold
that creeps in every corner crack and never leaves you alone
till the lonely messengers come calling you back home

the trees are stacked in rows on the side of the road
stripped of any dignity a birthing may have had
a 100 thousand crucified on the Mojave I-5 line
singers shepherds and salesmen all longing for someone
to kill the joy of wondering and end all their desire
to help them to remember that the road is nothing but a liar

the uppers aren’t necessary the guilt is the coal
that keeps the fire burning to drive out the cold
that creeps in every corner crack and never leaves you alone
till the lonely messengers come calling you back
to the red door, cracked and crooked walk way
the fence impaling the stars
ghostly keepers lead the way through railroads of abandoned cars
the tracks and city streets cut through like scars

I’m moving tomorrow, through these fickle streets and to a new city of imaginary trends.

Colin Hay: Beautiful World

My, my, my, its a beautiful world
I like swimming in the sea
I like to go out beyond the white breakers
Where a man can still be free (or a woman if you are one)
I like swimming in the sea.

My, my, my, its a beautiful world
I like drinking Irish tea
With a little bit of lapsong souchong
I like making my own tea.

My, my, my, its a beautiful world
I like driving in my car
Roll the top down sometimes I travel quite far
Drive to the ocean stare up at the stars
I like driving in my car

All around is anger, automatic guns
Its death in large numbers, no respect for women or our little ones
I tried talking to Jesus but He just put me on hold
Said He’d been swamped by calls this week
And He couldn’t shake His cold

And still this emptiness persists
Perhaps this is as good as it gets
When you’ve given up the drink and those nasty cigarettes
Now I leave the party early at least with no regrets
I watch the sun as it comes up I watch it as it sets
Yeah this is as good as it gets.

My, my, my, it’s a beautiful world
I like sleeping with Marie
She is one sexy girl full of mystery
She says she doesn’t love me but she likes my company
For now that’s good enough for me

C’mon Get Higher…

I miss the sound of your voice
I miss the rush of your skin
I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in

If I could walk on water
If i could tell you whats next
Make you believe
Make you forget

Come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

I miss the sound of your voice
The loudest thing in my head
And I ache to remember
All the violent, sweet, perfect words that you said

If I could walk on water
If I could tell you whats next
Make you believe
Make you forget

Come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

I feel the pull of your heart
I taste the sparks on your tongue
I see angels and devils and god when you come on
Hold on

Hold on, hold on, hold on….

Come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

It’s all wrong
It’s all wrong
It’s all wrong, its so right

Come on get higher
Come on and get higher
Because everything works love
Because everything works in your heart

Ordinary by Grand Avenue

Ten spiders crawl
on my walls
I guess that’s all
It’s just an ordinary day

I don’t know when
we’ll meet again
I guess it’ll be
an ordinary place

If my heart breaks
will you pick it up
and put it in a plastic box

If my heart fails
will you set it straight
will you be there if I call

Still got you on speed dial
So beautiful the lines you draw,
and the lines that makes our ordinary face
Through the day into the night……………..

Thank You

For all the lonely nights,
All the tears I’ve cried
All the things you said
All the times you lied
Thank you, Thank you

For the crack in my heart
That took forever to heal
Now there’s no scar,
No pain left to feel
Thank you, Thank you

You left me with no choice but moving on

Had to pick myself up
When you knocked my heart down
Took all of my strength
To get up off the ground
I never thought I could
But now I know I can

It’s a mountain I climbed
A page that I turned
A battle I won
A hard lesson learned
I never thought I’d be
The woman that I am

So thank you

For the way that he looks
When he looks in my eyes
A kiss on my lips
The love of my life
Thank you, Thank you

For letting me see
How good love can be
Because of the way
You didn’t love me
Thank you, Thank you

Now I wouldn’t want it any other way

Had to pick myself up
When you knocked my heart down
Took all of my strength
To get up off the ground
I never thought I could
But now I know I can

It’s a mountain I climbed
A page that I turned
A battle I won
A hard lesson learned
I never thought I’d be
The woman that I am

So thank you

For broken dreams
For swallowed pride
For closing doors
The blessings in disguise

It’s a mountain I climbed
A page that I turned
A battle I won
A hard lesson learned
I never thought I’d be
The woman that I am

Oh yeah it made me baby
The woman that I am
So thank you

Rachel Proctor

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.