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don’t go until it’s over wait now for the right moment next time I fall I’ll be prepared I’ll make sure the ground is covered in leaves
when I fall
when I fall
don’t think too much about it
else it won’t make any sense
next time I fall
I’ll float though the clouds
I’ll make sure the ground
is covered in flowers
and I’ll paint all the petals
with the colours of spring
and I’ll fly with the birds
and teach them to sing
when I fall
don’t speak you’ll break the silence
my head can use the breather
next time I fall
I won’t be surprised
I’ll make sure the ground
is covered in water
and I’ll swim ashore
and chase the starfish
in the sunshine
in the moonshine
the stars shine for you
don’t leave unless I’m with you
two hearts are better than one
next time I fall
I won’t be scared
I’ll make sure the ground
is softer than air
and I’ll shake all the branches
and the apples will fall
as the birds
fly
away
stay awake with me
’cause I can’t face these ghosts alone
3AM how I know you well
when the silence is so loud
it’s deafening
there’s a rock in my stomach
weighing heavy on my soul
I am
my own worst
enemy
If I can
destroy this
I will
haven’t felt this way in a while
haven’t felt this way
and for every second step I take
there’s a stumble, there’s a fall
and no matter how fast or furious I go
I feel I’ll never get there at all
save me from the dark
save me from the dark
I am
my own worst
enemy
If I can
destroy this
I will
when you can’t breathe
’cause there’s no oxygen
and the world’s dark, the room spins
you open your mouth to scream
but there’s no sound
the silence is killing me
save me from myself
save me from my self
I am my own worst
and I will destroy this
I will
when the night fall
lies become truths
that little voice inside
promises I’m losing you
I’m drowning, I’m floating
suffocating so far away from peace
I am
my own worst
enemy
(save me from myself)
and if I can
destroy this
I will
(save me from myself)
I’m embedding these here, too! It’s been 2 years since I’ve played my guitar so I pulled it out of the closet last week when I was feeling really down. There’s a hair-style change between the first and second.
Long Gone
I Thought I Loved You
I still haven’t been able to write a new song in what seems like forever, but hopefully my downward spiral will convince my muse to resurface and help me create again. I’m itching to write something, I just can’t. Nothing comes out when I try.
Anyhow, my long weekend is over and I’m back to work tomorrow and I never got out to the store to buy my fruit for the day. Oops. At least I had a relaxing long weekend! Weather was perfect and I got to see Monkey and Mr Monkey on Saturday morning for a bit. I needed this break!
cupid’s arrow has done it again
just like a bull’s eye
it struck my heart
and made me love
he made me love
someone i can never have
oh, cupid is playing darts
with his bow and arrow
and my heart is the board
he shoots and he shoots some more
until my heart is sore
and he shoots again
i hear the laughter again
to him it’s just a game
there’s pleasure in my pain
and he made me love
he made me love
someone i’ll never have
without your help i can do just fine
please leave the choice up to me
look at all the pain you’ve caused
in all of history,
romeo and juliet, adam and eve
would have been just fine without you
why don’t you just leave?
and he shoots again
and he shoots again
he’s drunk on love’s passion
he’s crazy for love
he needs it, he wants it
he’ll take it ’til you’re sore
he’s just got to, got to
got to have more
and he shoots again
oh, cupid is playing darts
with his bow and arrow
and my heart is the board
he shoots and he shoots some more
until my heart is sore
and he shoots again
it’s never been an easy road
but i know it could have always been worse
and I don’t want to sound unappreciative
but I could do with a break
if it’s not one thing
it’s another
and sometimes it’s even both
and i’m not expecting miracles
don’t even want to win the lotto
but i admit, that’d be nice
it’s just that i’m so tired
and i’m so sick, sick sick
and i’m so sick and tired
of being sick and tired
if it’s not one thing
it’s another
and usually it’s always both
and i’ve never been the lucky one
though i’ve had my share of luck
and i’m not discounting the little things
it’s just the bigger ones just suck
and i’m so tired
and just when
you think it’s getting better
and you take one more step
up on that ladder
and you can finally almost see
all around you
that’s when the ladder
starts to topple
the fog rolls in and stops you
and while suffocating
you have to start your climb again
and if it’s not one thing
it’s another
normally it’s both
and i’m so sick and tired
of being so, so tired
