12.10.09
11.10.09
listening to girl dancing by the bar..
If you said goodbye to me tonight There would still be music left to write What else could I do Im so inspired by you That hasnt happened for the longest time
Once I thought my innocence was gone Now I know that happiness goes on Thats where you found me When you put your arms around me I havent been there for the longest time Im that voice youre hearing in the hall And the greatest miracle of all Is how I need you And how you needed me too That hasnt happened for the longest time
Maybe this wont last very long But you feel so right And I could be wrong Maybe Ive been hoping too hard But Ive gone this far And its more than I hoped for
Who knows how much further well go on Maybe Ill be sorry when youre gone Ill take my chances I forgot how nice romance is I havent been there for the longest time
I had second thoughts at the start I said to myself Hold on to your heart Now I know the woman that you are Youre wonderful so far And its more than I hoped for
I dont care what consequence it brings I have been a fool for lesser things I want you so bad I think you ought to know that I intend to hold you for the longest time
-t.
without you im just me
"`people change' but i chose to stay the same" -found online
So he would sulk and drink and mope and cross his arms and hope to die. And then a fairy came one night to bring this sorry boy to life. She pulled some strings and spun him about. That boy sprang up and began to shout, “My arms, my legs, my heart, my face they’re alive!” And she would cry, “Liar, liar! What have I done? You’re no lover, and I’m no fighter.”
(The story goes on)
So he would buy her things and kiss her hair to show he was for real. And she would take those gifts and kisses though just stringing him along. She knew about those wooden boys- it’s an empty love to fill the void. “Pinocchio! Oh boy, how your nose has grown!” So he would cry, “Liar, liar! I’ll prove it to you!” But then it grew He had grown tired of her So it was true He left her apartment And he walked all night long ‘til he was stopped by the shore of the ocean. But still he walked on, amongst the whales and the waves, and screamed “Liar, liar!” And his wooden body floated away. He just drifted away.
And now I wonder how i was made… my arms, my legs, my heart, my face, my name is Driftwood.