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 Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 10:24 am
I love "To Wish Impossible Things", another one that makes me cry whenever I hear it!
I love the whole first verse for "Doing the Unstruck", he just sounds so content and loveable, it's gorgeous!
"it's a perfect day for letting go
for setting fire to bridges
boats
and other dreary worlds you know
let's get happy!
it's a perfect day for making out
to wake up with a smile without a doubt
to burst grin giggle bliss skip jump and sing and shout
let's get happy!"
a letter to elise
oh elise it doesn't matter what you say
i just can't stay here every yesterday
like keep on acting out the same
the way we act out
every way to smile
forget
and make-believe we never needed
any more than this
any more than this
oh elise it doesn't matter what you do
i know i'll never really get inside of you
to make your eyes catch fire
the way they should
the way the blue could pull me in
if they only would
if they only would
at least i'd lose this sense of sensing something else
that hides away
from me and you
there're worlds to part
with aching looks and breaking hearts
and all the prayers your hands can make
oh i just take as much as you can throw
and then throw it all away
oh i throw it all away
like throwing faces at the sky
like throwing arms round
yesterday
i stood and stared
wide-eyed in front of you
and the face i saw looked back
the way i wanted to
but i just can't hold my tears away
the way you do
elise believe i never wanted this
i thought this time i'd keep all of my promises
i thought you were the girl always dreamed about
but i let the dream go
and the promises broke
and the make-believe ran out...
oh elise
it doesn't matter what you say
i just can't stay here every yesterday
like keep on acting out the same
the way we act out
every way to smile
forget
and make-believe we never needed
any more than this
any more than this
and every time i try to pick it up
like falling sand
as fast as i pick it up
it suns away through my clutching hands
but there's nothing else i can really do
there's nothing else
i can really do
at all...
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 11:06 am
Catch should be turned into a movie... I love just that line " And I never even caught her name" its so sweet
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2005 3:43 am
Hayami05 Catch should be turned into a movie... I love just that line " And I never even caught her name" its so sweet I know, it's so adorable... whee
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2005 7:47 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 8:31 pm
i don't know a whole song crying redface sweatdrop
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2005 2:27 pm
Doing the unstuck makes me sad. sad
Six Different Ways
This is stranger than I thought
Six different ways inside my heart
And everyone I'll keep tonight
Six different ways go deep inside
I'll tell them anything at all
I know I'll give them more and more
I'll tell them anything at all
I know I'll give the world and more
The think I'm on my hands and head
This time they're much too slow
Six sides to every lie I say
It's that American voice again
It was never quite like this before
Not one of you is the same
This is stranger than I thought
Six different ways inside my heart
And everyone I'll keep tonight
Six different ways go deep inside
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 11:10 am
Cut Here --------> X
"So we meet again!" and I offer my hand
All dry and english slow
And you look at me and I understand
Yeah it's a look I used to know
"Three long years... and your favourite man...
Is that any way to say hello?"
And you hold me... like you'll never let me go
"Oh c'mon and and have a drink with me
Sit down and talk a while..."
"Oh I wish I could... and I will!
But now I just dont have the time..."
And over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye...
I still see that look in your eye...
So dizzy Mr Busy - Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly frilly things have to first get done
In a minute - sometime soon - maybe next time - make it june
Until later... doesn't always come
It's so hard to think "It ends sometime
And this could be the last
I should really hear you sing again
And I should really watch you dance"
Because it's hard to think
"I'll never get another chance
To hold you... to hold you... "
But chilly Mr Dilly - Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done
In a second - just hang on - all in good time - wont be long
Until later...
I should've stopped to think - I should've made the time
I could've had that drink - I could've talked a while
I would've done it right - I would've moved us on
But I didn't - now it's all too late. It's over...
And you're gone..
I miss you I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you I miss you so much
But how many times can I walk away and wish "If only..."
But how many times can I talk this way and wish "If only..."
Keep on making the same mistake
Keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish "If only..."
But "If only...."
Is a wish too late...
Cut Here - spells - The Cure
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 8:36 pm
"i think it's dark and it looks like rain" you said
"and the wind is blowing like it's the end of the
world" you said "and it's so cold it's like the
cold if you were dead" and then you smiled for
a second.
"i think i'm old and i'm in pain" you said
"and it's all running out like it's the end of the
world" you said "and it's so cold it's like the
cold if you were dead" and then you smiled for
a second
sometimes you make me feel like i'm living at
the edge of the world like i'm living at the edge
of the world "it's just the way i smile" you said
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 1:38 pm
From the Edge of the Deep Green Sea
Every time we do this
I fall for her
Wave after wave after wave
It's all for her
I know this can't be wrong i say
(and i'll lie to keep her happy)
As long as i know that you know
That today i belong
Right here with you
Right here with you...
And so we watch the sun come up
From the edge of the deep green sea
And she listens like her head's on fire
Like she wants to believe in me
So i try
Put your hands in the sky
Surrender
Remember
We'll be here forever
And we'll never say goodbye...
I've never been so
Colourfully-see-through-head before
I've never been so
Wonderfully-me-you-want-some-more
And all i want is to keep it like this
You and me alone
A secret kiss
And don't go home
Don't go away
Don't let this end
Please stay
Not just for today
Never never never never never let me go she says
Hold me like this for a hundred thousand million days
But suddenly she slows
And looks down at my breaking face
Why do you cry? what did i say?
But it's just rain i smile
Brushing my tears away...
I wish i could just stop
I know another moment will break my heart
Too many tears
Too many times
Too many years i've cried over you
How much more can we use it up?
Drink it dry?
Take this drug?
Looking for something forever gone
But something
We will always want?
Why why why are you letting me go? she says
I feel you pulling back
I feel you changing shape...
And just as i'm breaking free
She hangs herself in front of me
Slips her dress like a flag to the floor
And hands in the sky
Surrenders it all...
I wish i could just stop
I know another moment will break my heart
Too many tears
Too many times
Too many years i've cried for you
It's always the same
Wake up in the rain
Head in pain
Hung in shame
A different name
Same old game
Love in vain
And miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Away from home again...
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 1:39 pm
The Figurehead
sharp and open
leave me alone
and sleeping less every night
as the days become heavier and weighted
waiting
in the cold light
a noise
a scream tears my clothes as the figurines tighten
with spiders inside them
and dust on the lips of a vision of hell
i laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year
a hundred other words blind me with your purity
like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
i think about tomorrow
please let me sleep
as i slip down the window
freshly squashed fly
you mean nothing
you mean nothing
i can lose myself in chinese art and american girls
all the time
lose me in the dark
please do it right
run into the night
i will lose myself tomorrow
crimson pain
my heart explodes
my memory in a fire
and someone will listen
at least for a short while...
i can never say no to anyone but you
too many secrets
too many lies
writhing with hatred
too many secrets
please make it good tonight...
but the same image haunts me
in sequence
in despair of time
i will never be clean again
i touched her eyes
pressed my stained face
i will never be clean again
touch her eyes
press my stained face
i will never be clean again
i will never be clean again
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 1:44 pm
Out of This World
when we look back at it all as i know we will
you and me, wide eyed
i wonder...
will we really remember how it feels to be this alive?
and i know we have to go
i realize we only get to stay so long
always have to go back to real lives
where we belong
where we belong
where we belong
when we think back to all this and i'm sure we will
me and you, here and now
will we forget the way it really is
why it feels like this and how?
and we always have to go i realize
we always have to say goodbye
always have to go back to real lives
but real lizes are the reason why
we want to live another life
we want to feel another time
another time...
yeah another time
to feel another time...
when we look back at it all as i know we will
you and me, wide eyed
i wonder...
will we really remember how it feels to be this alive?
and i know we have to go
i realize we always have to turn away
always have to go back to real lives
but real lives are why we stay
for another dream
another day
for another world
another way
for another way...
one last time before it's over
one last time before the end
one last time before it's time to go again...
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 7:40 am
Boys Dont Cry
'...I would tell you that I love you if I thought that you would stay,
But I know that its no use,
and you've already gone away..
Misjudged your limits..
Pushed you too far..
Took you for granted..
Thought that you needed me more, more, more
Now I would do most anything to get you back by my side,
But i just, keep on laughing,
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'cause boys, don't cry,
Boys.. Don't.. Cry.
Boys don't cry!'
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Stressed
Well its true.. And this song is significant to me. stressed stressed
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 10:46 pm
All the faces, all the voices blur.
Change to one face, change to one voice.
Prepare yourself for bed,
The light seems bright and glares on white walls....
All the sounds of Charlotte Sometimes.
Into the night, with Charlotte Sometimes.
Night after night, she lay alone in bed...
Her eyes so open to the dark.
The streets all looked so strange, they...seemed so far away.
But Charlotte did not cry.
The people seemed so close.
Playing expressionless games...
The people seemed so close, so many other names.
Sometimes I'm dreaming........
Where all the other people dance.
Sometimes I'm dreaming.
Charlotte Sometimes.
Sometimes I'm dreaming...
Expressionless the trance, Sometimes I'm dreaming.
So many different names......
Sometimes I'm dreaming, The sounds all stay the same.
Sometimes I'm dreaming...
She hopes to open shadowed eyes on a different world...
Come to me scared princess...
Charlotte Sometimes.....
On that bleak track, see the sun is gone again.
The tears were pouring down her face...
She was crying and crying, for a girl who died so many years before...
Sometimes I dream...
Where all the other people dance...
Sometimes I dream..........
Charlotte Sometimes.
Sometimes I dream....the sounds all stay the same.
Sometimes I'm dreaming.
So many different names.....
Sometimes I dream, sometimes I dream...
Charlotte Sometimes, crying for herself.
Charlotte Sometimes dreams a wall around herself.
But it's always with love.
So much love it looks like, everything else...
Charlotte Sometimes...
So far away.
Glass sealed and pretty...
........Charlotte sometimes.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 12:54 pm
aLiCe113 Cut Here --------> X
"So we meet again!" and I offer my hand
All dry and english slow
And you look at me and I understand
Yeah it's a look I used to know
"Three long years... and your favourite man...
Is that any way to say hello?"
And you hold me... like you'll never let me go
"Oh c'mon and and have a drink with me
Sit down and talk a while..."
"Oh I wish I could... and I will!
But now I just dont have the time..."
And over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye...
I still see that look in your eye...
So dizzy Mr Busy - Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly frilly things have to first get done
In a minute - sometime soon - maybe next time - make it june
Until later... doesn't always come
It's so hard to think "It ends sometime
And this could be the last
I should really hear you sing again
And I should really watch you dance"
Because it's hard to think
"I'll never get another chance
To hold you... to hold you... "
But chilly Mr Dilly - Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done
In a second - just hang on - all in good time - wont be long
Until later...
I should've stopped to think - I should've made the time
I could've had that drink - I could've talked a while
I would've done it right - I would've moved us on
But I didn't - now it's all too late. It's over...
And you're gone..
I miss you I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you I miss you so much
But how many times can I walk away and wish "If only..."
But how many times can I talk this way and wish "If only..."
Keep on making the same mistake
Keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish "If only..."
But "If only...."
Is a wish too late...
Cut Here - spells - The Cure My most favorite song heart heart heart
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 1:03 pm
It started with a dedication
"Lost in admiration, happy birthday, I'm forever yours: Blossom"
Faded red inside a tiny book of butterflies
I smiled surprised at how when flickered through
The wings flew by spelled out my name....
Six months went by the summer lost
Obsessively the letters dropped into my life
The same soft blood smooth flowing hand
"Please try to understand. I have to see you. Have to feel you.
Tell you all the ways I need you. Yours forever in love.... "
Strange attraction spreads it's wings
It varies but the smallest things
You never know how anything will change
Strange attraction spreads it's wings
And alters but the smallest things
You never know how anything will fade
The year grew old incessantly she wrote to me
She'd started smoking poetry!
I laughed in recognition of a favourite phrase
She'd pulled me in....
I answered her
A christmas card in sepia
Arranging when and where
And how the two of us should meet....
Her opening so well prepared
A nervous smile
I couldn't take my eyes from her
She whispered:
"Can I use some of your lipstick?"
It was perfect so believable
I couldn't help but feel that it was real
And kissing crimson fell into her waiting arms....
Strange attraction spreads it's wings
It varies but the smallest things
You never know how anything will change
Strange attraction spreads it's wings
And alters but the smallest things
You never know how anything will fade
So alone into the cold new year without another word from her
I wrote to ask if we could maybe meet again before the spring
But weeks went by with no reply until once more my birthday came
And with it my surprise but this time nothing was the same....
"I'm sorry. Blame infatuation. Blame imagination.
I was sure you'd be the one but I was wrong.
It seems reality destroys our dreams. I won't forget you:Blossom"
Faded red inside a tiny book of old goodbyes....
Strange attraction spreads it's wings
It varies but the smallest things
You never know how anything will change
Strange attraction spreads it's wings
And alters but the smallest things
And you never know....
Strange Attraction
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