to the ones meegannie
ed and meegannies!
I have a lot
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(my sig)
"Do you feel like a remnant
Of something that's past
Do you find things are moving
Just a little too fast.
Do you hope to find new ways
Of quenching your thirst,
Do you hope to find new ways
Of doing better than your worst." ? nick drake, ?hazey jane I?
"Walking around the city as the light fades (is it all that you remain?)
I?m thinking about each promise that I have ever made
But I know what they will never say, I know what they will never say" ? idlewild, 'century after century'
"This road is crooked cracked and wrong
They got the odds staked nice and high
I don't know how they get along
Me, I just internalize
You can imagine what they'd say
Given the choice if I could fight or walk away, I'm walking
You see I want my life to make more sense
I want my life to make amends
I want my life to make more sense to me" - the frames 'pavement tune'
?You burn too bright
You live too fast
This can't go on too long
You're a tragedy starting to happen? ? Elbow ?red?
?Don't paint the silence black now save me
Don't leave it a day
You got a right to stand or die so maybe
You take chances all the same
Pain comes in stages
If we don?t make it
Nothing changes
Now the violence sleeps inside
Abandoned feeling for just a piece of mind ? ? south, ?paint the silence?
?If I lose you
Could you find me?
Or would you walk right by me?
The soul and the spirit
Each have got their own limit
And I can't waste another second
Living in hell like it's some kind of heaven
And if one truth leads to another
Then isn't there one I can uncover?
But there isn't one that I will not discover? ? Beth Orton, ?feel to believe?
?But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled
making Christmas cards with the mentally ill
I want to live and I want to love
I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of
Frankly, Mr Shankly, this position I've held
it pays my way and it corrodes my soul
oh, I didn't realise that you wrote poetry
I didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry Mr Shankly? ? the smiths, ?Frankly, Mr. Shankly?
?I tried living in the real world
Instead of a shell
But I was bored before I even began
I was bored before I even began? ? the smiths, ?shoplifters of the world unite?