The Fray - Absolute

Ive seen this one before, the girl she gets away
Everybody knows it but no one tries to stop it
Cause she barely even knows him but if she could see inside
Everything is quiet as she waits to tell him who she is

Is this all we get to be absolute

Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want to hear

Its a kiss sits upon on her lips that waits for planes and battle ships
She wants to be a dancer and he has got a picture
On his wall and its a sailor in a new port every night
Yet man was born to trouble like sparks fly upwards innocent

Is this all we get to be absolute

Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want to hear

All we are and all we want
40 years come and gone
All we are in photographs
Will never be taken

Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want you here
Quiet but Im sure there is something here
Tell me everything cause I want to hear

we always hope for things that dont exist.
I'm standing under a white flag

Tuesday, October 12, 2010


once again
im face to face with myself.

is there a change?
there must be a change.
i want a change.

i dont want a re-paper.
i dont want to drop a h2.
i dont want to retain.


why can i never stop even after saying 'never'?
i really want to change so many things in my life.

why must i be the mood setter?
marcus said that being a mood setter is a gift.
is it?
it is if you're able to be 100% happy 100% of the time.
it isnt if you're burdened by all the shit all the time,
not being able to change or evade it.

must i really satisfice to gain profit?
is it a must to fit in?

sometimes i really feel like just getting out of this world.
'emo kid', so they say.
maybe im a loser who wants to run away.
a loser who cant face the world,
who cant face his present self,
who lost his past self.

its a dumb internal struggle.
fighting with yourself just to get the job done.

'when you're high, others are high with you'
'when you are sad, others will feel sad too'

in this point,
'others' seem like a really good role to be in.

ah shit what am i doing.
just running away from life again.


stupid shit.
why must everything be so hard to see,
to intepret,
to do,
to stay,
to be,
to smile.


the rollercoaster ride's coming again.
will i choose to stay up or down?
or am i not given a choice.

can i hug you back?



6:42 PM


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