Monday, December 24, 2007

My cheshire cat doorstop with tears in your eyes.

I drafted this months ago, but today I listened to the song again. Still in love with it.


(I fell in love with this song. So listen, love, and don't sleep forever. Oh, and that piano is the best in the world.)


Your granddad left home for the circus
He was young just like me, with hope to explore
He married a girl in Virginia
She could swing the trapeze, they could sleep on the floor

Your mother was born in December
On the one sunny day
That winter gave up
With warm summer eyes
That flickered like fireflies
And she stared at the world

So why do you leave these stories unfinished?
My cheshire cat doorstop with tears in your eyes
And why do you look when you've already found it?
And what did you find that would leave you walking by?

She was raised in a New England village
Then she moved to L.A. with a firefly stare
And you loved sunset strip when it sparkled
You grew up and you sparkled, but why don't you care?

And why do you leave these stories unfinished?
My cheshire cat doorstop with tears in your eyes?
And why do you look when you've already found me?
And what did you find that could leave you walking by?

And these nights I get high just from breathing
When I lie here with you, I'm sure that I'm real
Like that firework over the freeway
I could stay here all day but that's not how you feel

So why do you leave these questions unanswered?
The circus awaits and you're already gone
My cheshire cat doorstop with fear in your smile
What makes it so easy for you to be walking by?

And what did I do that you can't seem to want me?
And why do we lie here and whisper goodbyes?
And where can I go that your pictures won't haunt me?
What makes it so easy for you to be walking by?
Walking by
Walking by

Walking By - Something Corporate

p.s. I just love the beginning of this song

"This poor girl, whoever you're talking about, are you talking about some girl? This guys outing this poor girl as a slut. Some girl who just keeps..I think he knows a DVD's being filmed, and he's just calling this poor girl a slut. Awww, that's not very nice..haha. Alright hey..we don't wanna..I think she knows now, right..I think she knows..alright."

goodnight

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Tell her this.

I need to learn how to take compliments better.



For The Nights I Can't Remember - Hedley

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

I think one of the biggest things I hate right now, is seeing someone fail.