Thursday, December 21, 2006
peaknuckle war
well now,
back in la again which is great coz the hotel we're in is real nice and it as wireless internet which i set up all by me onesy hehe so yep :)
today we drove and drove and drove and drove from the grand canyon which was a really long way away so we slept and watched greys! yay!! and that was very nice coz we watched the 2 bomb episodes which are my favourite ones :D and they also have breathe so it's extra nice. also as well (brief interjection by her favourite sister.. "aren't you going to mention the fact that we didn't get superb photos?")
because of the mcdreamy part which was very very very nice and that completely erased the horrible fact that we did not in fact get superb photos.
"It was a Thursday morning... you were wearing that ratty little Darmouth t-shirt you look so good in.. the one with the hole in the back of the neck. You just had a shower.. and you smelled like some sort of flower or something. I was running late for surgery and you said you'd see me later.. then you leaned into me.. put your hands on my chest, and kissed me. It was soft, quick.. kinda like a habit. Like we'd do it everyday for the rest of our lives.."
(and you say I don't love you! Hmpf!!)
well i could have done that anyway. hmph to you too.
ANYWAY we didnt get any gorgeous photos from the grand canyon because i didnt charge the camera becuase i thought it briefly ran out of battery BUT was revived again coz i warmed it up so i didnt think it would run out of batt coz it was charged the day before happy now? hmph. yes. so i got yelled at before nine o clock so dad got his fix. hums.
yes well it was a good day anyway because the greys was nice.
siiiiigh.
BreatheAnna Nalick2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.
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