Blower's Daughter

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you
'Til I find somebody new

damien rice

Waking Life

"Are we sleep-walking through our waking state or wake-walking through our dreams?"

Creep

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

radiohead

It's just your accidental death

You're obsessed with finding a new brain
But what you need is a new body
It feels your brain has lived a thousand lives before

And the skin you call your home
Holds a heart that quits
And knees that buckle in
And lungs that can't breathe when they're alone

And the days come to you like sailors
You watch them as they drift away
They meet the sunrise out at the horizon

And it's neither sink nor swim
Least the water's beneath your chin

There's blood spilled on the floor
Everyone's staring at you what for?
Till you realize the blood is probably yours

You feel you lost something, you want it back
You're lying motionless on your back
And your legs aren't taking anymore requests

It's just your accidental death

rilo kiley

12. Under My Umbrella - (3:31)

When I close my eyes
I can see for miles
there's comfort in my dark seat
and chaos in the aisles

These eyes are not your eyes
and these eyes are not the color that
your arid eyes might be
no I was not around
when those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see

Suppose

Suppose that you think that you matter,
Well how much do you matter to whom?
It's much easier at night when with friends and bright lights
That much later alone in your room.

Do you think you're just one in a million
When you finish this whole human race?
Does it really make much of a difference
When your friends have forgotten your face?

Well how much do you think your are worth, boy?
Will anyone stand up and say?
Would you say that a man is worth nothing
Till someone is willing to pay?

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter.

The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
Each prayer accepted, and each wish resigned;
Laber and rest, that equal periods keep;
Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep;
Desires composed, affections ever even,
Tears that delight, and sighs that waft to Heaven.
Grace shines around her with serenest beams,
And whispering angels prompt her golden dreams.
For her the unfading rose of Eden blooms,
And wings of seraphs shed divine perfumes,
For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring,
For her white virgins hymeneals sing,
To sounds of heavenly harps she dies away,
And melts in visions of eternal day.

Storm

How long have I been in this storm?
So overwhelmed by the ocean’s shapeless form
Water's getting harder to tread
With these waves crashing over my head

I know you didn’t bring me out here to drown
So why am I ten feet under and upside down
Barely surviving has become my purpose
Because I’m so used to living underneath the surface

lifehouse

Moonlight Mile

You asked me before where I went. And I want to tell you. I went to a place where nothing’s right, where every word hurts, every moment’s backwards, every sky’s without color, without hope. I tried to come home, but I got lost.

And while I was gone, I met you. And I didn’t even have the courage to realize I was home. A wise friend of mine told me, “We all have our homes.” And now I know it’s true.

Hey, Hey

Say what you want
Say what you mean
Question yourself, are you really what you seem
Say who you are
Say what you mean
Question yourself , are you really what you dream

You might think this is easy for me
But there's a lot of things
You don't know
You don't care
You don't want to see

Long while since I got myself across
but maybe there's a reason for that
Even if I caught you,
I'd throw you back

Mad World

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going no where, going no where
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head i want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And i find it kind of funnyI find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best i've ever hadI find it hard to tell
'cos i find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very
mad world.

tears for fears

have fun

Have you ever ever wondered which hurts the most? Saying something and wishing you hadn't? or saying nothing and wishing you had? I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say. Don't be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do, they might break your heart...if you don't, you might break theirs. Have you ever decided not to become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you already had with that person? Your heart decides whom it likes and whom it doesn't. You can't tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own....when you least suspect it, or even when you don't want it to. Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you? Too many of us stay walled up because we are too afraid to care too much...for fear that the other person does not care as much, or even at all. Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection was too hard to handle? We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing we fear grows stronger. Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have done, or could have had. * What would you do if every time you fell in love you had to say good-bye? *What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there? *What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt? (even if it is that you don't care anymore)*What would you do if you loved someone more than ever and you couldn't have them? *What would you do if you never got the chance to say I am friends with all of my family and they know I love them?* People live, but people die. And I want to tell you that you are a friend. If you died tomorrow , you would be in my heart !!! Would I be in yours? If you care about me as much as I care about you, you will send this back. You might be best friends one year, pretty good friends the next year, don't talk that often the next, and don't want to talk at all the year after that. So, I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life,look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you. Send this to all your friends, no matter how often you talk , or how close you are, and send it to the person who sent it to you if you consider them a friend as well. Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will. Remember, everyone needs a friend, someday you might feel like you have NO FRIENDS at all, just remember this entry and take comfort in knowing somebody out there cares about you and .. always will.. I LOVE YOU!!!!

Robert Frost

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
-robert frost

All Things are Relative

A flashlight
isn't quite sunlight
but any light at all seems bright
when you're looking in the dark. It's all about the way we receive it
how much we believe it
depending on the life you lead, if you lead it
compare it to yourself
compared to someone else, you care
and if you pick the threads in your closet
the cash in your wallet
the color of the skin in your blood and how you got it
compare it yourself
and someone else, you care
everything is relative

You're either underweight or you're unfit
underdressed or overzipped
too social or you're just too shy too depressed
or you're too high night to day
day to night
rich to poor
black and white
everything is relative

When eating a fruit, think of the person who planted the tree.-Vietnamese saying

His thoughts...

"You will not be remembered if you die now. You will be buried and mourned by a few, and what more can you ask for. But you feel so tremendously alone because you fear that your blood is not strong or good and your friends are few and embattled, too. But so what. That is the answer. So what so what so what so what so what so what? The world will spiral out from underneath you, and you will find nothing to hold on to because you are either too smart or too dumb to find God and because what the fuck will Camus ever do for you? Just ideas. You are not an artist, you will not leave something behind. Maybe you are angry only because the way out is through love and you are horny and lonely. Maybe this is the way it is for everybody, only you are weaker, or less lucky, or have seen something they all have not. You have seen that before you lies a great stretch of road, and it is windswept or blasted by the hot sun or covered in snow, or it is dirt or concrete or shrouded in dark or bright and clear so you have to squint, but no matter what, it is utterly empty."

Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

Well if I was in your position
I'd put down all my amuntintion
I'd wonder why it had taken me so long

But the lord knows that I'm not you
and if I was I wouldn't be so cruel
cause waitin' on love ain't so easy to do
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you
Must I always be playing, playing your fool

jack johnson

Not Waving But Drowning

Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.
Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he's dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.
Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.

stevie smith

For a thought...
Sow a thought, reap an action,
Sow an action, reap a habit,
Sow a habit, reap a character,
Sow a character, reap a destiny.

Samuel Smiles

Twelve

"It is about when you wake up in the morning and the snow is already coming down and it is bright between the buildings where the sun falls but already dark where the shadows are, and it is all about want. What do you want? Because if you don't want something, you've got nothing. You are adrift, you are washed away, and buried under the snow and the shadows. And when, in the sping, the snow melts, no one will remember where you were frozen and buried, and you will no longer be anywhere."

Nick McDonell