Everyone has grown up.
But I have stayed the same.
The same five year old child,
hiding under her blankets at night,
afraid to go to sleep,
afraid of the danger that your body
keeps bottled in so well.


At a moments noticeWhat is it you're afraid of? Do you, do you even know? You find your strength through loving her The only love you'll showAt a moments notice
I am an innocent bystander, by Any other word I am a friend until the end, But I'll never be as good as her
I am unable to say no to you, although It hurts me inside I'll always be by your side But these feelings I'll hide
And you say, you say I'm acting differently But you'll never know how I feel
And you say, you say You won't treat me this way But every time I get close I get pushed aw


SparrowOh the sparrow stares at me Oh the sorrow she must see Flying high above the rest But I am face down, waist undressedSparrow
Little worms dig in the earth Fighting for a happy home But everything is made of dirt And I collapse for all it's worth
*Guitar solo*
Restless fish swim towards the sea Take my limbs and carry me And push my bones against the shore So I don't love him anymore
*Guitar solo*
I am sitting with my head in the ground, I am I am laughing but you can't hear a sound, I am I am stuck here, oh, I am lost he


A soft choice.A soft choice. Sometimes, I used to get lonely, thinking about your hands and how far awayA soft choice.
they were from your eyes-which I loved equally as much and couldn't
seem to let go. I found myself making life threatening journeys to reach the
deep gray they offered me; I wanted to see me as you see me, but somehow, I
could never manage to make it over the swampy terrain of your nasal cavity and
the bumpy exterior of your cartilage. Half way through, I'd take the liberty of sucking the marrow out of your bones to create small, hollow caverns for myself. Lit by your love and my hope, I fell asleep,


JerryThere is a dead man named Jerry, who likes to run his fingers through my hair when I'm sleeping. He doesn't permit me to leave my house in the morning until he's touched every strand with his cold fingers. I appease him, my bodies already been broken in and I figure there's no harm in the simple pleasures of the after-life. I often explain to him that one day I would grow up and escape from this place, and that when I did, he would be left behind. He'd sulk into an uncomfortable position for about three hours before he insisted on playing with my hair some more. Jerry was never one to come to terms with the consequences of loving me. I was neJerry
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robin is a chicken
How goes it?
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youve got to check out Matt Costa, i knew a few of his songs.. but Im really starting to love him!
sunshine
cold december
mr pitiful
sweet thursday
ciggerette eyes
xoxo
gomez
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I thought it was cool
oh.. and look up... on myspace, the "nodding tree remidies", I dont know if i'm spelling the remidie part right.. but I sopose if yougoogle it, it might might, and look up... on there page- squid and .. constalition I think.. there awesome!
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haha
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