So I was listening to this song and I was like......oh goodness welcome to my life.
I don’t know but
I think I maybe
Fallin’ for you
Dropping so quickly
Maybe I should
Keep this to myself
Waiting ’til I
Know you better
I am trying
Not to tell you
But I want to
I’m scared of what you’ll say
So I’m hiding what I’m feeling
But I’m tired of
Holding this inside my head
I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
And now I found ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’ for you
As I’m standing here
And you hold my hand
Pull me towards you
And we start to dance
All around us
I see nobody
Here in silence
It’s just you and me
I’m trying
Not to tell you
But I want to
I’m scared of what you’ll say
So I’m hiding what I’m feeling
But I’m tired of
Holding this inside my head
I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
And now I found ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’ for you
Oh I just can’t take it
My heart is racing
The emotions keep spinning out
I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
And now I found ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’ for you
I can’t stop thinking about it
I want you all around me
And now I just can’t hide it
I think I’m fallin’ for you (x2)
I’m fallin’ for you
Ooohhh
Oh no no
Oooooohhh
Oh I’m fallin’ for you
Monday, September 28, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Music Box [by Regina Spektor]
This lovely song was shown to me by my dear friend. [blog--> www.simplyonedaisy.blogspot.com]
Life inside the music box ain't easy.
The mallets hit the gears are always turning
and everyone inside the mechanism
is yearning to get out.
And sing another melody completely
So different from the one they're always singing
I close my eyes and think that I have found me
but then I feel mortality surround me.
I want to sing another melody
so different from the one I always sing
But when I do the dishes
I run the water very very very hot
and then I fill the sink to the top with bubbles of soap
and then I send all the bottle caps i own a float
and it's the greatest voyage in the history of plastic
and then I slip my hands in and start to make waves
and then I dip my tongue in and take a taste
it tastes like soap but it doesn't really taste like soap
and then I lower in my whole mouth in and take a gulp
and start to feel mortality surround me
I close my eyes and think I have found me
but life inside the music box ain't easy
the mallets hit the gears are always turning
and everyone inside the mechanism
is yearning
to get out
and sing another melody completely
is yearning
to get out
is yearning
to get out
is yearning
to get out
Life inside the music box ain't easy.
The mallets hit the gears are always turning
and everyone inside the mechanism
is yearning to get out.
And sing another melody completely
So different from the one they're always singing
I close my eyes and think that I have found me
but then I feel mortality surround me.
I want to sing another melody
so different from the one I always sing
But when I do the dishes
I run the water very very very hot
and then I fill the sink to the top with bubbles of soap
and then I send all the bottle caps i own a float
and it's the greatest voyage in the history of plastic
and then I slip my hands in and start to make waves
and then I dip my tongue in and take a taste
it tastes like soap but it doesn't really taste like soap
and then I lower in my whole mouth in and take a gulp
and start to feel mortality surround me
I close my eyes and think I have found me
but life inside the music box ain't easy
the mallets hit the gears are always turning
and everyone inside the mechanism
is yearning
to get out
and sing another melody completely
is yearning
to get out
is yearning
to get out
is yearning
to get out
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
NO SCHOOL
HELLO.
My very most wonderful best friend Anna Rosalyn Young and I had a friend date today!
We went to a chinese restaurant and ate yum yum food. And then we saw LOVE HAPPENS with the ever happening Aaron Eckhart. I've decided to be obsessed with him.
So also I'm obsessed with Latin masses and the like.
listen to this please: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IdqUtkfLa2w
and fall in LOOOVE with Eric Whitacre like Anna and I did.
Monday, September 21, 2009
It's raining, it's pouring
It's raining,
it's pouring,
the old man is snoring.
He went to bed
and bumped his head
and couldn't get up in the morning.
HOW SICK IS THAT SONG? Like, really? It's about an old man who dies one rainy night! Terrible. But seriously, folks. It's been raining for like 5 weeks. Basically since school started. I am so OVER IT. I'm pretty sure I have that disorder where when it's not nice and sunny outside, I get depressed and tired and stuff. I should have been born a woodland creature. I would be HIBERNATING right now. Mmmm that would be nice. So my whole neighborhood is basically flooded. I have a creek behind my house, and it's running over the road. I can see it out the window, it looks really pretty. Except very muddy. There isn't much flooding in my yard, but my poor dear neighbor's yard is basically a swimming pool. My mother is freaking out, she took me out of school early and is making plans in case our house washes away.
Is it weird that I'm not that worried? I mean, it's just stuff. Life on Earth is soooo temporary, it seems really stupid to freak out about stuff. We should freak out about PEOPLE. I will give a hundred dollars to the person who can figure out how to get all this rain and floodwater to someplace that NEEDS it, like Africa or India. Honestly. Weather is so cruel.
Awww my puppy is scared of the floods. She's whining.
HERE is a song that I like about rain [well, the chorus and bridge]:
Hallelujah, grace like rain
falls down on me
Hallelujah, all my stains
are washed away, washed away
Let it rain
let it rain
open the flood gates of Heaven
and let it rain....
it's pouring,
the old man is snoring.
He went to bed
and bumped his head
and couldn't get up in the morning.
HOW SICK IS THAT SONG? Like, really? It's about an old man who dies one rainy night! Terrible. But seriously, folks. It's been raining for like 5 weeks. Basically since school started. I am so OVER IT. I'm pretty sure I have that disorder where when it's not nice and sunny outside, I get depressed and tired and stuff. I should have been born a woodland creature. I would be HIBERNATING right now. Mmmm that would be nice. So my whole neighborhood is basically flooded. I have a creek behind my house, and it's running over the road. I can see it out the window, it looks really pretty. Except very muddy. There isn't much flooding in my yard, but my poor dear neighbor's yard is basically a swimming pool. My mother is freaking out, she took me out of school early and is making plans in case our house washes away.
Is it weird that I'm not that worried? I mean, it's just stuff. Life on Earth is soooo temporary, it seems really stupid to freak out about stuff. We should freak out about PEOPLE. I will give a hundred dollars to the person who can figure out how to get all this rain and floodwater to someplace that NEEDS it, like Africa or India. Honestly. Weather is so cruel.
Awww my puppy is scared of the floods. She's whining.
HERE is a song that I like about rain [well, the chorus and bridge]:
Hallelujah, grace like rain
falls down on me
Hallelujah, all my stains
are washed away, washed away
Let it rain
let it rain
open the flood gates of Heaven
and let it rain....
Sunday, September 20, 2009
The Long Walk
Walking down the hall
sad
because
I never see him
anymore.
But no-
today he is there!
I duck my head-
dismay!-
I wear old gray.
Smooth my hair,
check.
Look, is he looking?
No?
Look again...
still no!
Last chance.
Please look.
Please-
gone.
He's gone.
Passed by.
And I walk on.
On to 4th block.
It is a normal day.
sad
because
I never see him
anymore.
But no-
today he is there!
I duck my head-
dismay!-
I wear old gray.
Smooth my hair,
check.
Look, is he looking?
No?
Look again...
still no!
Last chance.
Please look.
Please-
gone.
He's gone.
Passed by.
And I walk on.
On to 4th block.
It is a normal day.
Silly blush, high school crush
Soo I've been writing, just not posting. This is from a while ago. About the guy that I am COMPLETELY obsessed with, as you can tell from the poem. A lot of what I've been writing is about him. Oh goodness. I'm such a girl. Here goes.
Blushing and unable
to get you out of my thoughts.
My feelings don't make sense-
I shouldn't have them.
Me and you
seem impossible, because
you seem unaware.
Silly jealousies rise up
for silly reasons.
I duck to hide my smile
when you say my name.
I promise myself
I'll ignore me
unless you speak first.
Why do I still dream of you?
Is it because my heart soars
when the last zinnia petal says-
"He loves me?"
Blushing and unable
to get you out of my thoughts.
My feelings don't make sense-
I shouldn't have them.
Me and you
seem impossible, because
you seem unaware.
Silly jealousies rise up
for silly reasons.
I duck to hide my smile
when you say my name.
I promise myself
I'll ignore me
unless you speak first.
Why do I still dream of you?
Is it because my heart soars
when the last zinnia petal says-
"He loves me?"
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