Sunday, April 30, 2006

Until We Get Caught

This is not the end
This is just the beginning
And don't you know that everything we want
Is within our reach at fingertips length
We fought nonstop to make these nights our own
Now no one can take them away

Hands in the air (hands in the air)
No one make a sound (no one make a sound)
While you're in despair, we'll have our ears to the ground
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight
And I know we won't make it out alive

We could have had it all
Our backs against the wall
Our eyes blindfolded tight
Living what they call life

(We could) We could have had it all
(Our backs) Our backs against the wall
(Our eyes) Our eyes blindfolded tight

Hands in the air (hands in the air)
No one make a sound (no one make a sound)
While you're in despair, we'll have our ears to the ground
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight
And I know we won't make it out alive

We won't make it out alive
When you burn down these bridges
And you build up these walls
And you tore out these pages
And there's nothing left at all
And when that day comes
And we're all still here
Will you be waiting?
Will you be waiting?

Hands in the air (hands in the air)
No one make a sound (no one make a sound)
While you're in despair, we'll have our ears to the ground
Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight
And I know we won't make it out alive
And I know we won't make it out alive
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this ones to you
only to you
nothing for you
except this for you
this is to you

Thursday, April 27, 2006

and by and by and through the years..things you taught me through the years

remembering things can be fun. that is only if it's a good memory. or else your thoughts can totally go down the drain.

"remember to breathe"

so here's to the memories


that was fun




next we have: a traveler's journal

wick ran as fast as he could. he dared not look behind, for fear of stopping to look at what used to be his home
they had come not but a fortnight ago. them and their magics. at first it had seemed like they would only be here for a day or two. but then more and more of them came. that's when we started to get worried.
my father was killed the third day they were here. he died before he could turn around and run. all he wanted to do was take one of their books.
those books contained magic spells. spells of great power,spells of love, and spells of hate. they were created before the turn of the century. before the lord of darkness had taken over.
nobody knew of this island during the great war. it was created for the sole purpose to protect the only remaining books. those books had held information of before the turn of the century. they held histories of cultures and languages that were destroyed during the war. that's what wick's job had been. to learn about those histories, and to teach others so that they could also learn of the peoples who had created this world.
wick dodged a falling rock.
if only i could go back in history to change this, if only
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that's all folks

Thursday, April 20, 2006

they said

she sat in the corner
as tears rolled down
he came to her and asked her
will everything be okay

she told him to go away
with a smile on her face
he wondered what was with her
as he walked away

for it could not be denied

she turned and called to him
as the smile was replaced
he turned to face her
he knew this couldn't wait

she started to stand
as she wiped her tears
he walked toward her
he showed his fear

for it could not be denied

she cleared her throat
as she touched his face
he turned away
he knew this was not the place

she silently wept
as she reached for him
he felt the pain
he knew she felt

for it could not be denied

she hung her head
as she ran away
he turned to speak
he knew she was gone

she ran for miles
as she headed for the beach
he chased after her
he knew it was too late

for it could not be denied

she climed the stairs
as she knew where it was
he screamed at her
he knew it was the end

she opened the drawer
as she held it high
he stared at her silently
he had to stop her

for it could not be denied

she says to him
and the words slip out
he says to her
hold my hand

she says to him
and the tears stream again
he says to her
please don't cry

she says to him
and please don't tell
he says to her
this is hell

she says to him
and this is the end
he says to her
friend

for it could not be denied

she grabs the gun
as she lifts it high
he stares at her eyes
he cries

she pulls the trigger
as she falls down
he screams in pain
he never wanted this
she stares into his lifeless eyes
as she wonders why
she pulls a second time
as he not alone dies

for it would not be denied
for it would not be denied

she became a casualty of society
he never wanted to become a victim of the conformity

Friday, April 14, 2006

to those who like games

a thousand miles seems pretty far, but they have trains and planes and cars

oh it's what you do to me
oh it's what you do to me


this ones for you:



and you can take this wherever you want
i've never been here before
you have been the one for me
goodbye my lover

i am a dreamer
it's my dreams you take
as i watch the stars become the day
there's no point in breathing

i just don't know what to believe
i didn't want to believe it
take me away
how could she say she wanted more

close your eyes
is this a quiet place where you should be alone
you know it's me for i cannot sleep
so have you been to a place like this

i've got my things i'm good to go
she thinks i'm much to thin
she let's me drive her car
california in the summer

simple words we never knew
the power behind what they put us through
better days behind us now
who will save us

please don't mind what i'm trying to say
you're part of the reason
i'm so set on being the rest of your life
this is me calling you out





this is a test to how well you know music..
see if you can figure out how many songs there are here
and what songs they are
also..the artist
have fun
winner gets a prize..not telling what it is
"i can't imagine all the people that you know, and the places that you go"

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

trios

lately it's things have been happening in multiples..
mainly 3's

it started with the television breaking..ya..that meant no more cartoons..i like cartoons

the next thing that brokeded..was the fridge..i'm not gonna try to spell the whole word..cause i know i'll get it wrong, then get razzed about it later..so that meant no more ice cream

and finally the last thing..the icing on the cake if you may call it..the computer..

here's how the story goes:

i'm at steves, making a movie, it's 3:00 in the afternoon..the afternoon of sunday, april 2, 2006. the telephone rings, steve tells me it's my mom. i thought it was just a phone call to secure my evening ride from my present quarters the the front lines. well was i wrong, and i was wrong. here's what she said, and i quote:

"brent. what time do i need to pick you up to redo your project day?"
"what are you talking about?"
"the computer crashed and we lost everything"
"crap"
"yes i know, ill be coming at 4."
"fine"
*click*

right, so the t.v...fridge...and computer broke all in a span of a 2 week period..what the crap...!



but enough of the depressing stuff..

cause no one really wants to hear about that..


so...

i have a game for you all to play..but that will be coming later..

so for now it's goodbye

and thank you