I'm Just About To Set Fire To Everything I See.

This is an absolutely amazing song. John Mayer - Edge of Desire.



Young and full of running
Tell me where has that taken me?
Just a great figure eight or a tiny infinity?

Love is really nothing
But a dream that keeps waking me,
For all of my trying
We still end up dying, how can it be?

Don't say a word just come over and lie here with me,
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see,
I want you so bad, I'll go back on the things I believed,
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me.

So young and full of running, all the way to the edge of desire
Steady my breathing, silently screaming,
"I have to have you now"
Wired and I'm tired
Think I'll sleep in my clothes on the floor
Maybe this mattress will spin on its axis and find me on yours

Don't say a word just come over and lie here with me
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me

Don't say a word just come over and lie here with me
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me

Smoke Us A Cigarette, Then Go Back To Sleep. Sleep. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

Yeah, I'm back already! See what happens to those who wait? Ok, so maybe that's a terrible usage of that term. Whatever. So, yeah, for whatever reason, I'm in a big rap music phase this evening. As my previous blog showed with the Ying Yang Twins song, and now with this song: Sensual Seduction. Yes, I'm aware that's the censored version of the song. I just feel odd typing.........Sexual Erup...........well, you know. And I first heard it as Sensual Seduction, so there. Ha. It's by Snoop Dogg. You probably knew that. Anyways, for some reason, I absolutely love the video for this song, and well, the song is incredibly catchy.

Here you go:

Boys Don't Cry?

Def Poetry Jam #whatever.

So, I finally wrote something. I broke out of the writer's block I was in for awhile and I came up with something. I call it Aftermath. Not really sure what it's about. It just kinda randomly came to me so I wrote it down. I guess I would say it's about a town being destroyed and someone's memories of it, but I guess you can look at it however. I wrote it though, so you can trust me. ;) Anyways, hope this doesn't suck.

AFTERMATH

The clouds engulfed the sun
As the people stopped and stared
The streets echoed their silence
Desparation in the air
The sky was rather glum
Potential death from above
As the bandoliers lamented
On girls they once loved

Oh, what a day that was

The silence turned to madness
As panic came to mind
Good feelings changed to sadness
A mystery to find
The shockwaves shook the framework
Of our beloved town
Now we must accept the loss
Of the only home we'd found

Oh, what a day that was

It was a slightly dark day
On July thirty-first
To some it was the best
While others thought it was the worst
Decimation as a good thing?
I will never understand
Though it seems all hope is lost
The future's in our hands

Oh, what a day that was

Though this happened long ago
The images remain
Like a made for TV movie
Plays and replays in my brain
Though I knew I couldn't save them
I'll be damned if I didn't try
But in all my time on Earth
I'll never know the reasons why

Oh, what a day that was

We Always Were So Free.

So, this song is pretty much one of my favorite Smashing Pumpkins songs of all time, and that's saying a lot considering they're my favorite band of all time, and I like pretty much every song they've made. And the fact this this is off of my favorite Pumpkins album, Adore, helps as well. But this song is.........I don't even know how to describe it. It's such good. Yes, I know that's grammatically incorrect, but I don't give a damn. :P Anyways, here is the song:



Oh, and did I mention the lyrics are phenomenal?

I know we're just like old friends
we just can't pretend
that lovers make amends
we are reasons so unreal
we can't help but feel that something has been lost

but please you know you're just like me
next time I promise we'll be
perfect
perfect
perfect strangers down the line
lovers out of time
memories unwind

so far I still know who you are
but now I wonder who I was...

angel, you know it's not the end
we'll always be good friends
the letters have been sent on

so please, you always were so free
you'll see, I promise we'll be
perfect
perfect strangers when we meet
strangers on the street
lovers while we sleep

perfect
you know this has to be
we always we're so free
we promised that we'd be
perfect

Poetry Time!!!!

Here's some lyrics I wrote. Well, I guess without, you know, music to back it up, it's technically a "poem". But I don't know. Lyrics sound cooler. And I can't think of anything to post at the moment, so I'm posting these lyrics..........ahem........this poem. So yeah, enjoy it. Or don't. Whatevs. :D

The San Francisco Bay

The sun sets over San Francisco Bay
I wonder what I’ll learn today
And these thoughts I have, I must confess
A world in trouble is a world nonetheless

I’ve taken all the tests and written all the notes
Could I eventually see this is all a joke?
Winter shakes me, the sun’s a small relief
From all the devastation, and all the thieves

The sun sets over San Francisco Bay
I wonder the lessons I will learn today
And since you left me, these thoughts I must confess,
A heart that’s been broken, is a heart nonetheless

I don’t know why I expected you to change
You may act different now, but your attitude’s the same
Would like to see me fly like a wingless dove?
The torture and the pain of unrequited love

The sun has set tonight over San Francisco Bay
I find myself befuddled, can’t find the words to say
Without you here I have no life, I must confess
A life without you in it is a life nonetheless

Poetry = Result of Boredom.

Just some stuff I've written out of boredom. Hope they don't suck. ;D

The first thing I wrote, was my attempt to come up with a bunch of random lines that had the last word of them rhyme with "pass". That kinda failed, but it's still interesting. Haha. Enjoy.

EVERYTHING WILL COME TO PASS






Everything will come to pass,

Nothing in our lives will ever last,

We can’t change the past,

Everything will come to pass.



Friends grow up too fast,

The outcast of the senior class,

Looking through the glass,

Everything will come to pass.





Nice guys finish last,

Constantly harassed,

Nobody has any class,

But everything will come to pass.





Survivors of the blast,

No recollection of the past,

Every passing glance, means nothing, because

Everything will come to pass.

Everything will come to pass.

Everything will come to pass.




The next poem I wrote, ironically titled "I Can't Sleep" was written on a night when I (you guessed it!) couldn't sleep. I'm pretty proud of it. I hope you are too.

What?

Nevermind, just check it out!


I CAN’T SLEEP






Sleep is coming soon,

As I lay in bed, the calendar reads “June”,

The way things used to be,

All my memories are scattered on the floor





Pictures, and hopes and dreams,

Have fallen apart, it seems,

The moonlight nearly wakes the dead,

And I cannot seem to go to bed





It’s past the midnight hour, it appears that I can’t sleep,

Tired of concealing all the secrets that I keep,

No matter how mundane, or pointless they appear,

My mind is always telling me that I cannot rest here

‘Cause I can’t sleep





Insomnia’s so cruel to me,

You know, you reap all that you sow,

Karma’s never been my friend,

Why? I do not know,

The dripping of the faucet

Sounds like the dropping of grenades,

Destroying everything I knew,

As the shadows play charades

It’s past the midnight hour, it appears that I can’t sleep,

Tired of concealing all the secrets that I keep,

No matter how mundane, or pointless it appears,

My mind is always telling me that I cannot rest here

‘Cause I can’t sleep





The sandman’s calling for me,

But I cannot reply,

The bed is like a prison cell,

Awaiting my goodbye





It’s past the midnight hour, it appears that I can’t sleep,

Tired of concealing all the secrets that I keep,

No matter how mundane, or pointless they appear,

My mind is always telling me that I cannot rest here