August 30, 2007

  • More Lyrics

    Excuse the cutting and pasting of lyrics, it's just that suddenly I feel so empowered with words to describe my own stories and emotions. (Thanks Lisa! You're CD's are the best, it means so much to me that you collected the songs and did that for me)

    "Maybe I've been the problem/ Maybe I'm the one to blame/ But even when I turn it off and blame myself/ The outcome feels the same/ I've been thinkin' maybe/ I've been partly cloudy/ Maybe I'm the chance of rain/ And maybe I'm overcast and maybe/ All my luck's washed down the drain/ I've been thinkin' 'bout everyone, everyone you look so lonely/ But when I look at the stars, / When I look at the stars,/ When I look at the stars/ I see someone else/ When I look at the stars, the stars/ I feel like myself" (Switchfoot).

    "Because of you/ I never stray too far from the sidewalk/ Because of you/ I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt/ Because of you/ I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me/ Because of you/ I am afraid./. . . I'm forced to fake/ A smile, a laugh everyday of my life/ My heart can't possibly break/ When it wasn't even whole to start with . . ." (Kelly Clarkson)

    "I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined/ I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned./ Staring at the blank page before you/ Open up the dirty window/ Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find./ Reaching for something in the distance/ So close you can almost taste it/ Release your inhibitions/ Feel the rain on your skin/ No one else can feel it for you/ Only you can let it in/ No one else, no one else/ Can speak the words on your lips/ Drench yourself in words unspoken/ Live your life with arms wide open/ Today is where your book begins/ The rest is still unwritten./ I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines/ We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way" (Natasha Bedingfield).

    I promise to write a real xanga entry tonight.