Lover, You Should've Come Over

Looking out the door I see the rain
fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations
as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe I'm too young
to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind
so you never know

When I'm broken down and
hungry for your love
with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child
you know how much I need it
Too young to hold on
and too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away,
when he feels like he should
be having his fun
And much too blind to see
the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake
to find that really,
he has no-one

So I'll wait for you... and I'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn

Oh lover, you should've come over
'cause it's not too late

Lonely is the room, the bed is made,
the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one
who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns
for a sleep that won't ever come

It's never over, my kingdom
for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over,
all my riches
for her smiles when I slept so soft against her
It's never over,
all my blood
for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over,
she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Well maybe I'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong

Oh... lover, you should've come over
'cause it's not too late

Well I feel too young to hold on
And I'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind
to see the damage I've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well I'm waiting for you

Lover, you should've come over
'cause it's not too late

--Jeff Buckley


No it's never too late. There is something inherently good about acoustic guitar. Something inherently honest, maybe it's the simplicity, or the complexity, or maybe I'll never know what it is. It makes me wish I could play. I've been singing these two songs that I heard at the talent show. It's too bad I don't have a recording of them... heh... I want to sing. I miss it alot. That's one of the things I really liked about driving with katie... we always used to sing at the tops of our lungs. And the worse it sounded the better it felt, and the better it sounded the more we sang. Summer.

I'm just not going to class today. Im going to finish blogging and get to writing one of these papers... grrrr I gotta get out my angry eyes.

toy story II... a good movie indeed.

lets sing a song for hazy jane
she's back again in my mind.
if songs were lines in a conversation
the situation would be fine.

Things I'm interested in Doing:

1-seeing the passion
-seeing the vaginal monologues
-going to band practice
-seeing katie and jamie and ali oh my (and david)
5-seeing my dad =-) i miss him
-finishing my papers
-seeing sean ever
-seeing lost in translation
-having a john cusack marathon movie night
10-the obvious

my sunglasses are kooler than I am.

I'm the medicine you take to ease the day,
to take the pain of time away,
but when you're off to face your day,
I'm the last to find the way.
--geekgal

Confusion of the life I'm sometimes living and the one that never ends, whether sleeping at a side or on mine. The joys of being held to the joys of running free. The fear of falling out and falling down. The taste of liquid salt that preserves the meat of love. The tingle of a shy gaze and the power of a knowing look. The risk of eternity for a moment of truth, the trite and ironic aspect of truth and eternity. Never wanting to know again what you only want to know right now. Only wishing for that which binds you tighter to that which can get you high. Hating the needle that drives medicine through to the spot the garbage lives. Shelter me from the life I fear to live, the life that lacks my understanding of joy, pain, loneliness, and you. Hold back the walls that keep out the freedoms of my youth, the tyrants of my passions and the opportunities of my ownness. Be for me the sacrifice I burn to praise your love. "Kiss and kill me sweetly" Take me over to your side where I will never want to be and never hope to leave. I cannot find more joy than in your arms so no other joy exists. I am happy, I feel strong, my heart beats hard and fast and through to morning when I will awake and love you again, like I have loved you days and years before, like I will love you days and years from now, when I am but a memory of your younger days, when you did "kiss and kill me sweetly".

exhale.. kiss me

Just Like Heaven

Show me show me show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream she said
The one that makes me laugh she said
And threw her arms around my neck
Show me how you do it
And I promise you I promise that
I’ll run away with you
I’ll run away with you

Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face and kissed her head
And dreamed of all the different ways I had
To make her glow
Why are you so far away? she said
Why won’t you ever know that I’m in love with you
That I’m in love with you

You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
You’re just like a dream

Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe her name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only girl I loved
And drowned her deep inside of me

You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Just like heaven

--the cure


i'd like to wash the world away and paint something new, maybe with a few more trees a warmer breeze and some squirrels... yeah squirrels.

where does love come from? it seems to strike without logic, without reason, it seems to be a lot like me. Its the most powerful thing I've ever known, and it has me firmly in its grip.

im such a small part of my world. i just want to know that theings are less fragile than i fear them to be. i have given my heart away, now i just hope i can retrieve my mind and body so that i can do something good.

things i want to do:

1-see reefer madness
2-see the passion of jesus
3-go to a band practice
4-lose the freshman 15 (which i didnt gain, but it couldnt hurt)
5-make the best mix cd ever (and not because of some horrible communicable disease ravaging my loved ones)
6-buy 10 of those dumb magazines and take all of their quizzes
7-win a game of backgammon
8-hang out with ali g
9-hang out with christina
10-do something really nice for someone and not neutralize it by being horrible or pissy to someone else... this might be hard.

"for always and ever is always for you"