Sunday, December 10, 2006

slow dancing in a burning room.

I..i dunno why I should be awake at this hour.
ben's snoozing right behind me.
the silence is just so deafening.
I sit right here and thoughts just keep flooding my mind.
good thoughts, mostly, of the past.
i mean i just get flashbacks when i glance through the pictures now.
great memories.
i really can't take my mind off you.
i guess i'm just stuck in this moment here.

"Suppose I said I am on my best behavior
And there are times,
I lose my worried mind

Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?

Suppose I said colours change for no good reason
And words will go
From poetry to prose

Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?

And I
In time
Will come around
I always do for you

Suppose I said
You're my saving grace

Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while Im someone else?"

stan

    i'm spastic. a monkey. a lion. crazy. sleepy. lazy. playful. angry. (TAG ON MY BLOG TO ADD)

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remembered