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[07 Sep 2005|09:17am] |
does anybody know how to make a backdrop for this thing damnit- grr
so right now im workin on this thing for "Where is my mind?" in Graphic Design its lookin pretty good so far but anyways todays gunna be a lazy day. much love to everyone
"Crossroads, seem to come and go, yeah. The gypsy flies from coast to coast, Knowing many, loving none, Bearing sorrow, having fun. But, back home he'll always run, To sweet Melissa. Mmmm-hmmm.
Freight train, each car looks the same, all the same. And no one knows the gypsy's name, And no one hears his lonely sighs, There are no blankets where he lies. Lord, in his deepest dreams the gypsy flies, With sweet Melissa. Mmmm-hmmm.
Again, the mornin's come. Again, he's on the run. A sunbeam's shinin through his hair. Fear not to have a care. Well, pick up your gear and gypsy roll on. Roll on.
Crossroads, will you ever let him go? Lord, Lord. Or will you hide the dead man's ghost? Or will he lie, beneath the clay? Or will his spirit float away? But, I know that he won't stay, Without Melissa. Yes, I know that he won't stay, yeah, Without Melissa. Lord, Lord, it's all the same. Mmmmm-hmmmmm."
"Melissa"-Allman Brothers
ps-im goin to the Lynyrd Skynyrd and Allman Brothers concert on Oct. 1st =)
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| "Beautiful Things" |
[02 Sep 2005|09:23am] |
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Got up early, found something's missing my only name. No one else sees but I got stuck, and soon forever came. Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed. Who am I this time, where's my name? I guess it crept away.
No one's calling for me at the door. And unpredictable won't bother anymore. And silently gets harder to ignore. Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see. What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me. Just let it go, what now can never be.
I forgot that I might see, So many beautful things. I forgot that I might need, to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same. God won't waste this simplicity on possibility. Get me up, wake me up, dreams are filling this trace of blame. Frozen still I thought I could stop, now who's gonna wait.
No one's calling for me at the door. and unpredictable won't bother anymore. and silently gets harder to ignore. look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see. what's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me. just let it go, what now can never be.
Now what do I do? can I change my mind? did I think things through?
It was once my life - it was my life at one time.
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[30 Aug 2005|08:44am] |
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With your feet in the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse But there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind? Way out in the water See it swimmin'
I was swimmin' in the Carribean Animals were hiding behind the rocks Except the little fish But they told me, he swears Tryin' to talk to me to me to me
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water See it swimmin' ?
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse If there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind?
Ooooh With your feet in the air and your head on the ground Ooooh Try this trick and spin it, yeah Ooooh Ooooh
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