     
Betsy
21/F/MI
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Mood: Straightening things out...
Posted on 2007-09-13 09:58:00
Living one more day in hopes of finding tomorrow. Perhaps it will be a brighter day when we are no longer evolving, changing, depleting or growing. The joys of yesterday will be taken over by the ecstasies of today and we will all rejoice at the music that has been made. Why cry over what cannot or will not come through in the end? We are simple creatures that live at the whim of our self-made destinies that do not last the test of time. We live as we believe we are meant to; we live as our subconcious dictates to us; we live as if a dark shadow were hanging over us.
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Mood: Tired
Posted on 2007-05-22 07:40:03
sleep
tired of sound
sight
hearing words that I can't understand
blanking out
again.
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Mood: Reflective
Posted on 2007-05-17 23:07:53
Take a deep breathe in--
And just
Fall.
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Mood: The Usual
Posted on 2007-05-15 09:03:02
It doesn't matter anymore what I have to say
Everything will go away.
These dreams and fears held close to me
Are my only miseries.
Why can't I find a rougher road
To make heavier my load?
I want the chains to bog me down
I will laugh, I will not frown.
Tie me, beat me, do as you wish
But I'll not grant you one more kiss.
The clouds below go flying by
I cry and laugh at your wish to die.
Begone my saddened deeper dream
Love is not always what it seems.
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Mood: Breathe In, Breathe Out.
Posted on 2007-05-14 09:27:02
Cumbersome--Seven Mary Three
She calls me Goliath and I wear the David mask
I guess the stones are coming too fast for her now
I'd like to believe this nervousness will pass
All the stones that are thrown are building up a wall
I have become, cumbersome to this world
I have become, cumbersome to my girl
I'd like to believe we could reconcile the past
Resurrect those bridges with an ancient glance
But my old stone face can't seem to break her down
She remembers bridges and burns them to the ground
I have become, cumbersome to this world
I have become, cumbersome to my girl
(Chorus)
Too heavy, too light, too black or too white
Too wrong or too right, today or tonight
Cumbersome
Too rich or too poor, she's wanting me less
And I'm wanting her more
The bitter taste is cumbersome
Yeah! Ah, yeah, no... yeah. Ohhh.
There is a balance between two worlds
One with an arrow and a cross
Regardless of the balance, life has become cumbersome
(repeat Chorus)
Your life has become cumbersome
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Mood: The Usual
Posted on 2007-05-10 11:41:08
APC --Thinking of You
Lying all alone and restless
unable to lose this image
sleepless, unable to focus on
anything but your surrender
Tugging a rhythm to the vision that's in my head
Tugging a beat to the sight of you lying
So delighted with a new understanding
Something about a little evil that makes that
Unmistakable noise I was hearing
Unmistakable sound that I know so well
Spent and sighing with a look in your eye
Spent and sighing with a look on your face like
Sweet revelation sweet surrender
sweet, sweet surrender
Surrender...
Tugging a rhythm to the vision that's in my head
Tugging a beat to the sight of you lying
So delighted with a new understanding
Something about a little evil that makes that
Unmistakable noise I was hearing
Unmistakable sound that I know so well
Spent and sighing with a look in your eye
Spent and sighing with a look on your face like
Sweet revelation sweet surrendering
Sweet revelation sweet
Thinking of you, thinking
Thinking of you, Thinking of you, Thinking of you, thinking...
Sweet revelation sweet surrendering
Sweet revelation
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Mood: Hmmm...
Posted on 2007-05-09 12:24:09
RISE AGAINST LYRICS--"Swing Life Away"
Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
Swing life away [x4]
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Mood: Thinking...
Posted on 2007-05-08 07:11:41
Bill Withers -- Give Me the Beat Boys
Day after day I'm more confused
But I look for the light through the pouring rain
You know that's a game that I hate to lose
Now I'm feeling the strain
Aint it a shame?
(Chorus)
Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
Beginning to think that I'm wasting time
I don't understand the things I do
The world outside looks so unkind
I'm counting on you
To carry me through
(Chorus)
And when my mind is free you know melody can move me
And when I'm feeling blue the guitar's coming through to soothe me
Thanks for the joy that you've given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
Your rhythm and rhyme and harmony
You've helped me along
You're making me strong
(Chorus)
(Repeat chorus 2 times)
Now now now won't you take me?
Oh oh take me
Fly high...
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Mood: ARG RAR! ...haha...
Posted on 2007-05-07 10:12:24
We are the
...Waiting--
We are the ones stuck
..In a rapid torrent of
Destruction, pain, deliverance, altruism
..We breathe in and out
For the good of others
.............................TAKEOFF
What do we care? We
Wait. Looking for the one
thing that can ultimately save
or destroy us. Do we care?
Do we really believe
.............................IN SILENCE
No we don't believe in the rhymes
Of seasons far left behind
We don't see the horror of yester
day's society. We live only
.......IN...................COMPLACENCY
The tiny ticks that suck our lives
.............F.r.o.m
.............us..are
.............o.n.l.y
There for "US". Leeches taking wha
t they can--the MEDIA is our true
E.............N.................E
M.............Y.................!
L.............E.................T
t.............h.................e
m reap what they have sown. So I
s
a
y
m
y
Goodbyes to everything. Once More
.................B...............E
.................C...............O
.................M...............I
.................N...............G
.................S..I..L..E..N..T
We are still
...WAITING
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Mood: ARG RAR! ...haha...
Posted on 2007-05-07 10:11:26
We are the
...Waiting--
We are the ones stuck
..In a rapid torrent of
Destruction, pain, deliverance, altruism
..We breathe in and out
For the good of others
.............................TAKEOFF
What do we care? We
Wait. Looking for the one
thing that can ultimately save
or destroy us. Do we care?
Do we really believe
.............................IN SILENCE
No we don't believe in the rhymes
Of seasons far left behind
We don't see the horror of yester
day's society. We live only
.......IN...................COMPLACENCY
The tiny ticks that suck our lives
.............F.r.o.m
.............us..are
.............o.n.l.y
There for "US". Leeches taking wha
t they can--the MEDIA is our true
E.............N.................E
M.............Y.................!
L.............E.................T
t.............h.................e
m reap what they have sown. So I
s
a
y
m
y
Goodbyes to everything. Once More
.................B...............E
.................C...............O
.................M...............I
.................N...............G
.................S..I..L..E..N..T
We are still
...WAITING
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