.... which is actually song erm, last. Heh! Fitting its by From First To Last!
http://youtu.be/Y_0Z_qZroAg
Words don't seem to come so easy
When I need them oh so badly
Here's to playing tug of war with my vocal chords
Maybe I can give this another
Shot or sing about a broken
Heart, or imitate the way it feels
If this is happening for real
This distance seems closer
When you shove it in my face
This moment has left me with nothing else to say
I'm losing my interest with these empty pages
They're torn, and have frayed edges
This torn, dusty book
Is bothered by my rusty eye and I can't see
No, I can't breathe
Put me on the next page outta here
To live forever on this paper
Capture this void and fill it with the frenzy in my voice
Killing time by drawing faces that stare back at me from the margins
In a sea of 8 and a half by elevens
I'm drowning in...
Treading through run on sentences
And sinking into empty text
I'll swallow the salt
And spit a few dry words out
This distance seems closer
When you shove it in my face
This moment has left me with nothing else to say
I'm losing my interest with these empty pages
They're torn, and have frayed edges
This torn, dusty book
Is bothered by my rusty eye and I can't see
No, I can't breathe
Put me on the next page outta here
To live forever on this paper
Capture this void and fill it with the frenzy in my voice
No matter what I say, no matter what I write here,
I'm sick of always looking at this page with a blank stare
You never seem to know, and they never seem to tell you
Words don't always come as easily as you might want them to
Throw this paper into fire and take me with it
Just take me with it
Throw this paper into fire, into fire, yeah
Throw this paper into fire, into this fire
Throw this paper into fire and throw me with it
Just throw me with it
I've always been way better at expressing my feelings through writing or turning on a song and going "See that's how I feel!" Talking about my emotions is hard! It is for a lot of people. Sometimes you just want to say something so bad its like a ball starts forming in your belly and bulges up to your throat and then when you finally get to say it it bursts out all over everybody and comes out completely how you didn't want it to! Words.... they're beautiful to me. They dance on screen or on a paper and beg me to reorder them into something lovely... But forcing them into speech... whew! It takes practice believe it or not to really speak well. And I haven't exactly gotten there. I can write. But talking.... talk2hand
From First To Last - "Featuring Some Of Your Favorite Words"
is the first song to go on the Soundtrack! =)
