Tuesday, June 30, 2009 . 20:09
Come sit on my wall,
and we be the greatest story of them all,
tell it like you still believe it,
that at end of the century.
that brings a change for you and me
There is nothing unusual, nothing strange
its close to nothing at all,
Just a little bit older.
Just a little bit wiser,
right here right now
Peeking through my dreams,
I see it all played out.
So much to wonder, so much to bother
just let it all fall.
Why did it fill my sorrow,
with the words they borrow.
from the only place they know.
Why they sing hallelujah,
when it mean nothing to jar,
why they sing with me at all.
I just want to be with my jar,
I will just sing my own song after all.
and we be the greatest story of them all,
tell it like you still believe it,
that at end of the century.
that brings a change for you and me
There is nothing unusual, nothing strange
its close to nothing at all,
Just a little bit older.
Just a little bit wiser,
right here right now
Peeking through my dreams,
I see it all played out.
So much to wonder, so much to bother
just let it all fall.
Why did it fill my sorrow,
with the words they borrow.
from the only place they know.
Why they sing hallelujah,
when it mean nothing to jar,
why they sing with me at all.
I just want to be with my jar,
I will just sing my own song after all.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009 . 00:57
Thinking I'm closer to the heart,
of what it means to know just who I am
Thinking I've finally found a better place to start,
But no one seems to understand,
I need to try to get to where you are,
Could it be your not that far ?
Yet,
Your the voice I hear inside my head,
The reason i am singing,
I need to find you,
I got to find you.
Your the missing piece i need,
The song inside of me,
I need to find you,
I got to you.
Replaying and repeating, the phrase of feelings, the song in my head.A tape that doesn't stop.
What does that mean?
There is no point in hiding myself no more.
I always been that kind of boy that hid my face, so afraid to tell the world what i gotta do. But i have this dream, right inside of me. I going to let it show, tell the world. It's time for you to know.
That this is me, this is real. I m feeling what i am suppose to be, now i'm gonna take my chances. Now i found, who i know, yet there's no where to hold it in. No point in hiding who i wanna be with...
~Where are you? I have been searching. yet i still can't find you. I am tired.~
of what it means to know just who I am
Thinking I've finally found a better place to start,
But no one seems to understand,
I need to try to get to where you are,
Could it be your not that far ?
Yet,
Your the voice I hear inside my head,
The reason i am singing,
I need to find you,
I got to find you.
Your the missing piece i need,
The song inside of me,
I need to find you,
I got to you.
Replaying and repeating, the phrase of feelings, the song in my head.A tape that doesn't stop.
What does that mean?
There is no point in hiding myself no more.
I always been that kind of boy that hid my face, so afraid to tell the world what i gotta do. But i have this dream, right inside of me. I going to let it show, tell the world. It's time for you to know.
That this is me, this is real. I m feeling what i am suppose to be, now i'm gonna take my chances. Now i found, who i know, yet there's no where to hold it in. No point in hiding who i wanna be with...
~Where are you? I have been searching. yet i still can't find you. I am tired.~