Sunday, November 13, 2005
Comments soon.
Tomorrow. Today.it's late. i'm typing with my eyes shut. i have a song ringing in my ears that makes me want to ram my head against a wall. i don't even think it means as much as i want it to mean. i'm awfully tired. i love telling people all the inconsequential things in my life. if you're hearing about it, chances are it doesn't mean very much to me. i love keeping secrets. i love divulging pretend-secrets. i love making you think something knoiwng it's not true. that's my secret. and we will raise a family/ i'll be the apple of our aprents' eyes and, they'll raise a glass to us, and i won't drink the bottle dry/they'll wake each mornign and they'll count our ? there' no relationship as strong as ours/ you'll find fulfilment and i won't ?a way and we will only get stronger/
i'm tired. thats' the song, it's the inbetween bit now, oh here it comes again. ouv'e got suspicions and ou sa, youv'e got proof/ and i am lost and, i am sad and, the lawyer's waiting so i'l meet you there and/they'll call our number and we won't put up a fight/we'll split the pension and i swear i'll see your ai?/where there is hate please let there be calm, before the storm besets us/yhou know i love you til the day i die and, i got my reasons but please odn't ask me why/we'll wait alone some nights and wish on falling stars/that no one maeks hte same mistakes as ours and/we'll enver share our prolems or talk our worries through and allhtouse little secrets will maek thier way to you/you'll find ufliflment i'll play and lose away and we, won't raise that family.
want the beginning bit? it's looping again. here it is. quite the lengthy introduction though. i got my feelings and i got my points of view the world is flat and, i still have a chance with you/god is good and, life is fair and, ehaven's waiting so i'll meet yhou there and / they'll call us daughteres daugh the kin.. oh lost. we'l wathc the dawn get mugged on chapel street and we, will raise a family. i 'll be the apple of your.. hey was this wehre i started just? or the chorus? am tired. goodnight.
evelyn at 10:17 AM