the way she puts words together... wow, is all.
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i am out here studying stones
trying to learn to be less alive
using all of my will
to keep very still
still even on the inside
i've cut all of the pertinent wires
so my eyes can't make that connection
i am holding my breath
i am feigning my death
when i'm looking in your direction
'course numb is an old hat
old as my oldest memories
see that one's my mother
and that one's my father
and that one in the hat, that's me
it's a skill i'd hoped to abandon
when i got out on the open road
but any more pent up emotion
and i think i'm gonna explode
there's never been an endeavor so strange
as trying to slow the blood in my veins
to keep my face blank
as a stone that just sank
until not a ripple remains
i am high above the tree line
sitting cross legged on the ground
when all of the forbidden fruit has fallen and rotted
that's when i'm gonna come down
'course numb is an old hat
old as my oldest memories
see that one's my mother
and that one's my father
and that one in the hat, that's me
it's a skill i'd hoped to abandon
when i got out on the open road
but any more pent up emotion
and i think i'm gonna explode
(ani - studying stones)
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...flailing her whole life
just thinking she can teach herself to fly
vehement romantic
frantic for forever right now
but forever's going nowhere tonight
sick of goading her self-loathing
she thinks, i think i'd better leave
'course whiskey makes me smarter
and i'm happy as can be
but please excuse me darlin
it's not you
it's me
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i swear some stuff you just see better from further away
and i think i communicate best now, the less i say
and i can't dance if the band can't play
and the vibe is going nowhere tonight
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there's a dusty old dust storm on mars they say
so tonight you can't see it too clear
still i stood in line to look through their telescope
looked like a distant ship light
as seen from a foggy pier
and i know that i was warned
still it was not what i hoped
yeah i know that i was warned
still it was not what i hoped
i think i'm done gunnin to get closer
to some imagined bliss
i gotta knuckle down
just be ok with this
gotta knuckle down
just be ok with this
'course that star struck girl
is already someone i miss
(ani - knuckle down)
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We need masks- How do you know if you're happy and sad without one?
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you broke another mirror, turning into something you are not.
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damn good medicine
so, a while back, a friend of mine kept going on about this guy he had seen as an opening act for imogen heap- he said the guy was fabulous, a one-man band sort of thing, and i would love him.
cut to october, and my friend (jerry) tells me he has made arrangements for the guy to come and perform in visalia, i should totally go, i'd love it. me, i'm thinking that visalia is about 30 miles away and it's a worknight, but if it means that much to him i'll show up if i can. so, i go.
opening act is a couple of local guys, friends of jerry's, not bad at all.
then... levi weaver. i stand there as he goes up, thinking it'll be just another ang
same shit, different year?
guess it was about time to change this. not much has changed, but i was just getting tired of looking at the same old entry...
since i have nothing illuminating of my own to say, have some more ani:
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You broke me bodily
The heart ain't the half of it
And I'll never learn to laugh at it
In my good natured way
In fact I'm laughing less in general
But I learned a lot at my own funeral
And I knew you'd be the death of me
So I guess that's the price I pay
I'm trying to make new memories
In cities where we fell in love
My head just barely above
The darkest water I've ever known
You had me
part of the deal...
not that it matters, but i'm sorry.
reflecting upon the last year, and new friendships, and old ones gone horribly wrong like a slow-motion train wreck. if i could go back to last november, i think i would just stick a knife in my throat and break it off.
sometimes, it would've hurt a lot less.
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...And wasn't it meant to be fun?
Now there's no going back
and there's something undead
in your mind and your eyes
in your heart and your head
And if anyone asks how you feel
just say it was part of the deal
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Tracing your face in the way it all started
Eyes like assassins
buried in the silence of the answer
been in a linkin park sorta mood lately. back when, they were a band i never expected to like, but to my surprise, i really really do.
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what do I do to ignore what's behind me?
do I follow my fate to escape blindly?
do I hide my pride away from these bad dreams
and give in to sad thoughts that are maddening? do i
let it go and try to stand it, or do i
try to catch them red-handed?
do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness,
or do i trust none and live in loneliness?
the sunlight burns the skin of sleeping men
i make the right turns but i'm lost within
i put on my daily facade
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