Goodbye My Lover - James Blunt

Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won
So I took what's mine by eternal right
Took your soul out into the night
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care
You touched my heart you touched my soul
You changed my life and all my goals
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you
I've kissed your lips and held your head
Shared your dreams and shared your bed
I know you well, I know your smell
I've been addicted to you

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile
I've watched you sleeping for a while
I'd be the father of your child
I'd spend a lifetime with you
I know your fears and you know mine
We've had our doubts but now we're fine,
And I love you, I swear that's true
I cannot live without you

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

And I still hold your hand in mine
In mine when I'm asleep
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I'm kneeling at your feet

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow

musicals

so normally, musicals aren't my thing. but this one was different. don't asked me why. maybe it was the basketball..or the hot gir-i mean nachos. hmm..i'm even stumped.

have fun with this one..i did:

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0475293/trailers-screenplay-E26935-10-2

dear journal:

i find that many people don't know i exist, and that when they do notice me they spit at my feet and mock me. i know that some don't do this, and thank you to those few. for you are all saints, angels if i must say. at least i know that when i die, i will always remember that one person who knew who i was, who respected me for who i am, and was, and the person who listened to me when no one else would. to the person who told me everything would be okay even when i, and they, knew who wouldn't. i thank you for that is how i wish you all were. but no, it's the exact opposite. so all you people, i give you one more chance. show me that you don't want to burn in hell and that you won't waste your life away. these are my last words of advice. please listen to me. take heed of your lives

sincerly,

the world traveler


a response:

dear world traveler:

i don't know who you are, but i listened to you. i used to be a person who spit and looked down at those below me. i caused pain to those people, i did it for laughs. i would walk with my friends, beat some one up and walk on laughing with my friends. it made me feel good. then things turned on me. i was hurt so bad that i left the school. i was homed schooled for 2 years. i was scared of them, scared that i was going to get hurt again. then i read your letter. i was touched. i called up those who i hurt. apoligized and hung up. it made me feel better. for that man, i thank you.

sincerly,

torn and hurt


dear torn and hurt:

i'm glad that i at least helped one person. i've had people talk to me saying that i'm suicidal and that i'm an asshole. i don't give a damn what they say. i don't care what anyone says about me. i just hope that i can help the hurting. thanks man.

sincerly,

the world traveler


one final response:

dear world traveler:

last week my son returned back to his old school. as he walked in the front doors, he was grabbed by some bullies, brought into the parking lot, and beaten to death. i know that he was writing to you about some of the problems that he was having, and that you gave him some good advice. thank you for helping my son. if it is not too much, i would like to meet you in person.

sincerly,

till death do us part


dear to death do us part:

the world traveler will not be able to meet you in person. he was killed by the person who used to be his only friend. this is that friend talking. i am so sorry. goodbye.

sincerly,

life is not something to be wasted

things to bring:

Ipod
Sunglasses from the dollar store
Chocolate chips
A rainbow
Best friend
Lightswitch
Therapy
Love
Letters from love
Gum for tarajoy
Baseball hat
Ring
Teddy bear
Heart
Green pen
Plaid rain jacket
Flyfishing wading boots
Christmas tree
Poetry
Paintbrush
Crystal ball
Bunny rabbit
Cartoons
Jack in the box

i'm lost in this life
and now:

i'm finding a way to hate you
i'm finding a way to miss you
i'm finding a way to love you
i'm finding a way to lose you
i'm finding a way to need you

i'm wondering in this life
and now:

i'm finding a way to hope
i'm finding a way to doubt
i'm finding a way to dismiss
i'm finding a way to accept

i'm wandering in this life
and now:

i'm finding a way to find a way

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

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

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

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"

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

tears and rain - james blunt

i wish i could surrender my soul;
shed the clothes that become my skin;
see a liar that burns within my needing.
how i wish i'd chosen darkness from cold.
how i wish i'd screamed out loud,
instead i've found no meaning.

i guess it's time i run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
all pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
i've heard what they say, but i'm not here for trouble.
it's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

i wish i could walk through the doors of my mind;
hold memory close at hand,
help me understand the years.
i wish i could choose between Heaven and Hell.
i wish i would save my soul.
i'm so cold from fear.

i guess it's time i run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
all pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
i've heard what they say, but i'm not here for trouble.
far, far away; find comfort in pain.
all pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
it's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

tears and rain
far, far away;find comfort in pain
all pleasures the same: it just keeps me from trouble
it's more than just words; it's just tears and rain


really..is it just tears and rain?

well as some of may have noticed..i have been working on my blog template..

now this might not be the final look..i'm experimenting with some things..

so please tell me what you think..


"i am drawing a cat"

i really did have something to say, really i did. im not bending the truth in any way. but for some reason i can't remember what it is i wanted to say. so for now i'll live with the "i can't remember post"

works for now

when you're away from all the business of regular everyday life and all that, i think you come to realize the finer things in life. maybe that's for you...haha..well i guess it's the same for me..

so now i'm back from the vaction in the sunny weather. it was good and fun and hot..quite hot..but i'm not complaining

met some people..which is good..in more ways then one..

so now it's catching up time on the homework..2 tests, 1 major assignment..well the assignment is done..and the tests are apparently easy..so no biggy..

but now it is time for me to do something else..which i doubt i will...

she goes from burn to tan, then back to burn
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so see ya all tuesday...joy..

"island in the sun"

i find that love is a complicated subject. and only those who truly know it, can handle it's up's and downs. don't follow their lead, cause you never know how the story ends. i'm just getting up for the letdown..


thanks for the intro to cartel
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for i'm an underatedoverachiever...so now i leave to go to those places that aren't here.

i hate complicated subjects..

"someday you'll sing it out loud, someday this will make you proud"
Say Anything (Else)-Cartel

so i guess it's time to leave this place, with only some words of..well there just words..

secret's kill
truth bleeds
over the hill
until i find you

a withered rose
all but dead
pedals falling
until i find you

frosty mornings
red-lit skies
lonely nights
until i find you


"even the best fall down sometime"
Collide-Howie Day

so now i leave this place..never to return..

until i find you

[brent]

.underatedoverachiever.

so you think that a little information would be nice, and yes i'd hope it would be nice. but in the case where information can change the way that something happens, unless that thing was not meant to be changed in any way. but in this case it was.

so here's to the one's i love
so here's to the one's who never knew
so here's to the one's who don't even care


no im not on vacation...yet


you'd think a two hour change wouldn't have made the difference...

well guess what...it can't anymore

i think maybe with me, you'd be better, not better off..



so here's to the one i love


goodbye

being sick is one of the worst things in the world..and im not just talking about the physically sick...

ya..some of you know what im talking about..

but really...why?



dearest you:

talk to me please


(delayed reaction)



wow

When I Go Down - Relient K

I'll tell you flat out
It hurts so much to think of this
So from my thoughts I will exclude
The very thing that
I hate more than everything is
The way I'm powerless
To dictate my own moods

I've thrown away
So many things that could've been much more
And I just pray
My problems go away if they're ignored
But that's not the way it works
No that's not the way it works

When I go down
I go down hard
And I take everything I've learned
And teach myself some disregaurd
When I go down
It hurts to hit the bottom
And of the things that got me there
I think, if only I had fought them

If and when I can
Clear myself of this clouded mind
I'll watch myself settle down
Into a place where
Peace can search me out and find
That I'm so ready to be found

I've thrown away
The hope I had in friendships
I've thrown away
So many things that could have been much more
I've thrown away
The secret to find the end to this
And I just pray
My problems go away if they're ignored
But that's not the way it works
No that's not that way it works

When I go down
I go down hard
And I take everything I've learned
And teach myself some disregaurd
When I go down
It hurts to hit the bottom
And of the things that got me there
I think, if only I had fought them

Any control I thought I had just slipped through my hands
While my ever-present conscience shakes its head and reprimands me Reprimands me
Then and there I confess
I'll blame all this on my selfishness
Yet You love me
And that consumes me
And I'll stand up again
And do so willingly

You give me hope, and hope it gives me life
You touch my heavy heart, and when you do You make it light
As I exhale I hear Your voice
And I answer You, though I hardly make a noise
And from my lips the words I choose to say
Seem pathetic, but it's a fallen man's praise
Cause I love You
Oh God, I love You

And life is now worth living
If only because of You
And when they say that I am dead and gone
It won't be further from the truth

When I go down
I lift my eyes to You
I won't look very far
Cause You'll be there
With open arms
To lift me up again
To lift me up again

i think i can relate

so i'm talking to justin, and what i'm realizing is that all it is, is a popularity contest. as she passed me in the hall and said "hi justin", i knew that she didn't know me, or did anyone else, or will they ever.

it's just funny. it's like one of those movies where someone who's a nobody dies, and no one gives a damn, but then someone dies who is higher up in society, and everyone rushes to the aid of the family and tries to help in any way they can.

so i just laugh to those people, have fun, and don't screw up..



on a higher note, oh wait, there is no higher note. things are quiet all in my life, well not really. we're out of the omha's, so we go down to the regionals, joy. basketball is almost over (hallejuiah).

"cause who i am hates who i've been", way to go andy, get me hooked back on this freaking band.

so i've been thinking, and once again, im feeling a lot of guilt. now im not thinking that all of it is my fault, but then again it could be, who knows. but for now im just gonna try, and see how things work out. i mean there's really nothing that i can do, well maybe there is. we'll all see in time.

a wise person once told me that time was a weird thing, and i can't help agree, because right now, time sucks, and i hope that it stops and i will never have to worry about it again.

well that's all for now, from me, the great blue guy. or as justin puts, the "emo" color.

oops forgot the "u"..

oh and tara, everything's just peachy



the twisted candy

alright, so everything's not okay. first i thought it was, but recent "problems" have made me make a drastic decision. if only i could tell you what i'm really feeling, or what i want to say, but everytime i get so close, you seem so far away.

poetry..joy..

here lies the great pumpkin, who rises every halloween to give candy to every little boy and girl who happens to pass him in the great pumpkin patch.

but for now i think i'll stick to the basics, thank you and goodnight..

all i know is that something must be better.