Thursday, August 24, 2006

angel with no name

she lost her way
walked towards the smile on my face
dissapeared with the wind
gave her heart away to pain
inhales her own breath
and burns in internal flames
this angel without a name
walks with no shame
in her head her lovers memory always stays
while she flips her broken wings
i hear her cry miles away
i hold her secret but yet i lost the key to her chain

Saturday, August 19, 2006

:)

ok so i was in a cab the other day.. cant remember where was i headed to
as always sugested the driver to put a intrestin beat on the radio since i was fellin blue cuz of the recents events..and i was just in my head gettin memories and just there radio plays this song..dont feel like dancin by the scissor sisters..
all i could posibly do is smile like a doofus..cuz i remebered this was one of hairballs fav
bands...she would of loved it , so here it is ..i do recomend to download it ..:)


Scissor Sisters-Dont feel like dancin

Wake up in the morning with a head like ‘what ya done?’
This used to be the life but I don’t need another one.
Good luck cuttin’ nothin’, carrying on, you wear them gowns.
So how come I feel so lonely when you’re up getting down?
So I play along when I hear that favourite song
I’m gonna be the one who gets it right.
You better know when you’re swingin’ round the room
Look’s like magic’s solely yours tonight
But I don’t feel like dancin’
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can’t find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don’t feel like dancin’
No sir, no dancin’ today.
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you
Cities come and cities go just like the old empires
When all you do is change your clothes and call that versatile.
You got so many colours make a blind man so confused.
Then why can’t I keep up when you’re the only thing I lose?
So I’ll just pretend that I know which way to bend
And I’m gonna tell the whole world that you’re mine.
Just please understand, when I see you clap your hands
If you stick around I’m sure that you’ll be fine.
But I don’t feel like dancin’
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can’t find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don’t feel like dancin’
No sir, no dancin’ today.
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you
You can’t make me dance around
But your two-step makes my chest pound.
Just lay me down as you blow it away into the shimmer light.
But I don’t feel like dancin’
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can’t find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don’t feel like dancin’
No sir, no dancin’ today.
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you





To the sun

i wrote this couple of weeks ago...

while we dreamt of fake silluettes you took that journey to the eternity one morning
and in betweeen those lost streets you faded
leaving traces on the floor for us to follow
everything became so gray that day
walls now seem bigger in your absense
yet your beauty always remains
in my head
things are sometimes meant to not be understood
seems so unreal it makes me think youre still here
sittin on your bed, reading a good book like you always said and smoking a cigarette
yet those things are just in my mind
now you must be ok cuz i know you would of broken the clouds by now if you werent
but things will on
you become a memory
you become a simple smile on my face
now you paint our skies
you hide the moon
you use shooting stars as bullets for your magic gun
always watching everytime you take that morning walk to the sun

RIP Claudia.....ill see you again someday hairball