of all my dealings in which love stands before me, shielding me
from certain aspects which are certain depths of life;
A price is still meant to be paid, and I pay it in the profoundness of pain of life
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i don’t want to again… [k.landreneau 6.18.8]
Published June 18, 2008 original (UPDATE) Leave a CommentTags: don't want to, jeremy, jlb, lyrics, piano, sad song
can’t think about anything anymore
all your sulking, all your sweat
and i don’t wanna do it agian, but i’m gonna do it again.
how the hell do i find myself when i’m lost in my head?
gonna fuk it all up again–behind a smile
i can’t go away, all your memory is here
can’t think about anything anymore
all your sulking, all your sweat
and i don’t wanna do it agian, but i’m gonna do it again.
how the hell do i find myself when i’m lost in my head?
gonna fuk it all up again–behind a smile
i can’t go away, all your memory is here
can’t think about anything anymore
all your sulking, all your sweat
and i don’t wanna do it agian, but i’m gonna do it again.
how the hell do i find myself when i’m lost in my head?
gonna fuk it all up again–behind a smile
i can’t go away, all your memory is here
I’m not sure who’s fooling who here, as I’m watching your decay.
We both know you could deflate a Southern hurricane.
It seems like you and your tribe decided you’d rewrite the law: Segregate the mind from body, from soul.
Bullshits
1. My phone didn’t ring.
2. I didn’t have time to wait for him to bring it by; so-and-so is bringing it to me later.
3. Snowed-in.
4. There’s no answer.
5. I was sick.
6. I sent my girlfriend and she got lost.
7. I was admitted into the hospital.
8. I’m seeing about that right now.
9. My boy’s on his way.
1. Lisheen Ruins
i can’t imagine
i can’t believe
i can’t get my head over you knees
[the] trees are a barron, empty sheath
holding what life used to be
i don’t talk about it
i don’t bleed
i just wear my shirt over my sleave
he can’t believe i said that his love is dead
given to discard feelings of the heart
dah, dah, dah, hmm, dat-dah..
I love you more than I should
So much more than is good for me
More than is good
Oh the timing is cruel
Oh I need and don’t want to need
More than I should
I am falling, say my name
And I’ll lie in the sound
What is love, but whatever
My heart needs around
Oh my sheet is so thin
So I say I can’t sleep because
It’s so very cold
Oh but I know what I need
And if you were just near to me
Would you go…
I am falling, say my name
And I’ll lie in the sound
What is love, but whatever
My heart needs around
I am falling, say my name
And I’ll lie in the sound
What is love, but whatever
My heart needs around
And it needs you too much now
In life it is hard to reconcile what we do with who we are;
How we feel with what we want others to perceive
It is firmly within that struggle that our yearning for purpose of life, and therefore:
The meaning of life is provided from the struggles within us.