this and that

The rain had started tapping
On the window near my bed
There was a loop hole in my dreaming
So I got out of it
And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open
Just my nightstand and my dresser
Where those nightmares had just been

So I dressed myself and left then
Out into the gray streets
But everything seemed different
And completly new me
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings
Even my own body
And each person I encountered,
I couldn’t wait to meet

And I came upon a doctor
Who appeared in quite poor health
I said, "There’s nothing I can do for you, you can’t do for yourself"
He said, "Oh yes you can, just hold my hand, I think that that would help"
So I sat with him a while and i asked him how he felt
He said, "I think I’m cured….no infact I’m sure…
Thank you stranger… for your theraputic smile."

So that’s how I learned the lesson
That everyone’s alone
And your eyes must do some raining
if you’re ever gonna grow
When crying don’t help, you can’t compose yourself,
It’s best to compose a poem
An honest verse of longing
Or a simple song of hope

That’s why I’m singing, baby, don’t worry
Cause now I’ve got you back
And everytime you feel like crying
I’m gonna try to make you laugh
And if I can’t, if it just hurts too bad,
then we’ll wait for it to pass
And I will keep you company
Through those days so long and black

We’ll keep working on the problem
We know we’ll never solve
Of love’s uneven remainders
There lies fractions of a whole
But if the world could remain within a frame
Like a painting on a wall
Then i think we’d see the beauty then
And stand staring in awe
At our still lives posed
Like a bowl of oranges
Like a story told
By the fault lines and the soul

Bowl of Oranges by Bright Eyes 

When everything is wrong I’ll come talk to you
You make things alright when I’m feeling blue

You are my best friend
and I love you, and I love you
Yes I do
Yes I do…
Yes I do

My Best Friend by Weezer 

I got the message long before you said you knew
There was no chance of us at all
With no velocity and empty-headed hard and far too long
I spent two years alone with you
Just when I thought I had forgotten
You came back soft without a sound

You said we were an accident
With accidents you’ll never know what could have been
So we were an accident
You’ll always be my favorite one

You hit the road and left me an ocean
I can’t swim in the silence of your skin-skin please let me in
Side the times we never had right
Inside two years alone with you

You said we were an accident
With accidents you’ll never know what could have been
So we were an accident
You’ll always be my favorite one

we could have been
we could have been
instead of accidental running always running
why can’t you believe

Long winded promises of future company
Up close the sound remains the same
Without the reign of terror over every momentary change
We are exactly as before

You hit the road and left me an ocean
I can’t swim in the silence of your skin-skin please let me in
Side the time I had to forget you
Inside no chance of us at all

My Favorite Accident By Motion City Soundtrack

sooo catchy and the music video is neat. i sure would like to place my hands on the lead singer

She said, "Don’t, don’t let it go to your head.
Boys like you are a dime a dozen,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen."
She said…"You’re a touch over-rated.
You’re a lush, and I hate it."
But these grass stains on my knees,
They won’t mean a thing

[Chorus]
And all I need to know is that I’m something you’ll be missin’
Well, maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that..

I’d never lie to you
Unless I had to, I’ll do what I got to
Unless I had to, I’ll do what I got to
The truth…is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I’d apologize for bleeding on your shirt

[Chorus]

Cuz I’m a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This’ll be the last chance you’ll get to drop my name
Cuz I’m a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This’ll be the last time you’ll get to drop my name

If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar
If I’m just bad news, then you’re a liar
Maybe I should hate you for this
Maybe I should hate you for this

One of the verses from the steven lynch song about superheros:

If I could be a superhero
I’d be Immigration dude
I’d send all the foreigners back to their homes
For eating up all of our food
And taking our welfare and best jobs to boot
Like landscaping, dishwashing, picking our fruit
I’d pass a lot of laws to get rid of their food
Cuz I’d be Immigration Dude

Little Gay Man by Calibretto 13

Well there was a little gay man as happy as can be.
And one day that little gay man went on my property.
Well, watching that little gay man made me so very mad.
So I looked at that little gay man…
And I called him a little fag.
A little fag,
A little faggot,
A little fag.

I said, "Hey little gay man, get off my property.
Hey little gay man, I hate your guts can’t you see?
I don’t care if God still loves you, don’t even come near me."
Oh yeah, I’m so cool. I just told a little gay man to kiss off.
Am I a Christian or what?
As the little gay man was walking away I realized I done a bad thing today.
I said, "Wait little gay man, I’m sorry for what I said.
Come back I want to be your friend!"
I said, "Hey little gay man, God still loves you.
Hey little gay man, yes it’s true.
Hey little gay man, God still loves you.
Hey little gay man, I do too.
Hey little gay man, God still loves you.
Hey little gay man, you can like girls again.
Hey little gay man, God still loves you.
Hey little gay man, drop that sin."
This is not a gay bashing song!

I particularly like that they added that on the end.

oh calibretto i <3 you. ive met em too, nice guys.

Song: Hijack by MC CHRIS
because its been stuck in my head all day plz

Call it a rebound of a hip-hop devout, got my heat out,
feel alright like it is Friday night and Pop says,"Yo, let’s eat out."
That’s what I be ’bout, on the mike is where I be now.
Indeed now,
Good for you and easy to chew like a big bowl of puppy chow,
See how, I get up on the mike and I can excite, You may call it tripe, but that’s just spite, I know my shit’s tight,
Psych, it’s like, when I was just a tike on my trike,
And all the big kids would flip lids on their BMX bikes, go take a hike!
And don’t forget the Trail-Mix bitch!
Beats I know come from a Casio, so call me Chris! As in MC, envy, I be on the top of the list,
You try to diss, I won’t resist, you’ll feel the kiss of my fist!
I never miss! You gonna need a first-aid kit!
Remove your whack-ass rhymes like it be a cancerous cyst!
You can’t deny you’re tight-ass behind be so movin’ to this!
Well MC Chris be holdin’ down shit like he be holding bong hits!

It’s like arithmetic, the way I make it stick,
Some say it’s jibberish, some say it’s silly shit.
But some people pay a cover charge to listen to it,
Some people take the path train to Jersey for it.
LADIES!
In the corners with that hand on your hip,
I’ll make ya jump so high that the record will skip!
I’ll make ya feel so good that the room starts to spin!
My favorite kinda nut is a macadamian!
I say come one all ya hunnies, I am beggin’ to begin,
I said I gotta get the grand, gotta get within,
Gotta get more cream then Wis-con-sin!
Honey-room suite at the Sher-a-ton.
Bathtub full of ex-pen-sive gin!
Lots of candles and vi-olins!
Bi-kin-is made of di-o-mands!
Honeys beggin’ me to break their hi-o-mins! OHH!

man those are typed bad. i miss mitch hedberg already. he was the funniest man ever.

also my physical therapist said my hair is cute.