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

Monday, April 4, 2011

lost is the word.

i sigh so much in my brain that its getting to be a habitual unconscious thing.

nothing much to be optimistic about.

glad and thankful for the really supportive friends though.
surprising, really.

i do wanna get back on my feet.

its like ice skating,
falling down and butt sitting on the floor.
ice cold,
you want to move but the ice's stopping your muscles.
you put your hand on the ice to push but the ice gets to your hands.
and the ice tempts you to just not move and stay there.

ultimately,
how do you get up?
a pull from friends?
self-motivation to push yourself up?

thats all i can think of.

and fuck.
scratched my violin today.
over a damn stupid and rash action.
hate myself.

and met a bowmaker who rehaired my bow.
apparently he studied pure bowmaking in US.

damn tempting.


priorities,
needs,
and wants.

many many many things i need,
one thing i want.

but it shall stay inside.



9:53 PM


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