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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: It's been a long december... | ||||
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| CantHandleMyBooty | posted on 12-18-2001 @ 3:48 PM |    | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01  | A long December and there’s reason to believe Maybe this year will be better than the last I can’t remember the last thing you said as you were leavin’ Now the days go by so fast And it’s one more day up in the canyons And it’s one more night in Hollywood If you think that I could be forgiven... I wish you would The smell of hospitals in winter And the feeling that it’s all a lot of oysters, but no pearls All at once you look across a crowded room To see the way that light attaches to a girl And it’s one more day up in the canyons And it’s one more night in Hollywood If you think you might come to California... I think you should Drove up to the Hillside Manor sometime after two a.m. And talked a little while about the year I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower, Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her And it’s been a long December and there’s no reason to believe Maybe this year will be better that the last I can’t remember all the times I tried to tell myself To hold on to these moments as they pass And it’s one more day up in the canyon And it’s one more night in Hollywood It’s been so long since I’ve seen the ocean... I guess I should  I'm just a dreamer. I dream my life away. I'm just a dreamer. Who dreams of better days. | ||||
| AFDude | posted on 12-19-2001 @ 10:25 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Someone got me listening to them recently, so I actually know some of their songs now.. Amy Hit the Atmosphere If I could make it rain today And wash away this sunny day down to the gutter I would just to get a change of pace Things are getting worse, but I feel a lot better And that's all that really matters to me Well, Amy hit the atmosphere Caught herself a rocket ride out of this gutter And she's never coming back I fear Anytime it rains she just feels a lot better And that's all that really matters to me We've waited so long For someone to take us back home It just takes so long Meanwhile all the days go drifting away And some of us sink like a stone Waiting for mothers to come There has to be a change I'm sure Today was just a day fading into another And that can't be what a life is for And anything she said well she feels a lot better And that's all that really matters to me We've waited so long For someone to take us back home It just takes so long Meanwhile all the days go drifting away And some of us sink like a stone Waiting for mothers to come I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know And all I really know is I wanna know And all I really know is I don't wanna know And all I really know is I wanna know And all I really know is I don't wanna know [last two lines repeat]  | ||||
| FeelMyFunBags | posted on 12-19-2001 @ 1:32 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | My brain is about to explode from all the school work I've been doing....so here are a few of my faves: All of the sudden she disappears just yesterday she was here somebody tell me if I am sleeping someone should be with me here (cause I don't wanna be alone) I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand and I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult What a big baby won't somebody save me please You won't find nobody home all of these quiet battered voices wait for the hunger to come we got little revolvers and stupid choices and no one to say when we're done (Well I don't wanna bring you down) I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes `cause I know there's little things about me that would sing in the silence of so much rejection in every connection I make I can't find nobody home I wanna be the last thing you hear when you're falling asleep.... All My Friends Thought I might get a rocket ride When I was a child but it was a lie That I told myself when I needed something good At seventeen, had a better dream. Now I'm thirty-three and it isn't me But I'd think of something better if I could All my friends and lovers leave me behind I'm still looking for a girl One way or another I'm just hoping to find a way To put my feet out in the world Caught some grief from a falling leaf As she tumbled down to the dirty ground Said I should have put her back there if I could But everyone needs a better day And I'm trying to find me a better way To get from the things I do to the things I should All my friends and lovers leave me alone To try to have a little fun One way or another I just wish I had known To go out walking in the sun And find out if you were the one Does it make you wanna come a little closer now? And did you wanna dance with me? Did you wanna hum a little harder now? Can you see her waiting there? Can you see her? Because I'm almost there Can you see her waiting there for someone like me? All you want is a beauty queen Not a superstar but everybody's dream machine All you want is a place to lay your head You go to sleep dreaming how you would Be a different kind if you thought you could But you come awake the way you are instead All my friends and lovers shine like the sun I just turn and walk away One way or another I'm not coming undone I'm just waiting for the day Have You Seen Me Lately Get away from me this isn't gonna be easy but I don't need you believe me you got a piece of me but it's just a little piece of me and I don't need anyone and these days I feel like I'm fading away like sometimes when I hear myself on the radio Have you seen me lately? I was out on the ra dio starting to change somewhere out in America it's starting to rain could you tell me the things you remember about me and have you seen me lately? I remember me and all the little things that make up a memory like she said she loved to watch me sleep like she said, "it's the breathing it's the breathing in and out and in and..." Have you seen me lately? Anna Begins My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing." I am not worried I am not overly concerned My friend implores me, "For one time only, make an exception." I am not worried Wrap her up in a package of lies Send her off to a coconut island I am not worried I am not overly concerned with the status of my emotions "Oh," she says, "you're changing." But we're always changing It does not bother me to say this isn't love Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love And I guess I'm going to have to live with that But I'm sure there's something in a shade of grey, Something in between, And I can always change my name If that's what you mean My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing." But I am not really worried I am not overly concerned You try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself To make yourself forget I am not worried "If it's love," she said, "then we're going to have to think about the consequences." She can't stop shaking I can't stop touching her and... This time when kindness falls like rain It washes her away and Anna begins to change her mind "These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering for days," she says And I'm not ready for this sort of thing But I'm not going to break and I'm not going to worry about it anymore I'm not going to bend, and I'm not going to break and I'm not going to worry about it anymore It seems like I should say, "As long as this is love..." But it's not all that easy so maybe I should Snap her up in a butterfly net Pin her down on a photograph album I am not worried I've done this sort of thing before But then I start to think about the consequences Because I don't get no sleep in a quiet room and... The time when k indness falls like rain It washes me away and Anna begin s to change my mind And eve rytime she sneezes I believe it's love and Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing She's talking in her sleep It's keeping me awake and Anna begins to toss and turn And every word is nonsense but I understand and Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing Her kindness bangs a gong It's moving me along and Anna begins to fade away It's chasing me away She disappears and Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing I got plenty more...even in my sig :) But I got a final in 4 1/2 hours and shouldn't even be online... :)  USA | ||||
| kindredbabe | posted on 12-19-2001 @ 2:13 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Aug. 01 | My favorite song...it's a long ass song, but worth it... Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the most I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts You can never escape, you can only move south down the coast Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and fame I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of flame If you've never stared off in the distance, then your life is a shame And though I'll never forget your face, sometimes I can't remember my name Hey Mrs. Potter don't cry Hey Mrs. Potter I know why but Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me Well, there's a piece of Maria in every song that I sing And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings And there is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring And the last one out of the circus has to lock up everything Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you said And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger inside of your head And the ferris wheel junkies will spin them forever instead When I see you a blanket of stars covers me in my bed Hey Mrs. Potter don't go Hey Mrs. Potter I don't know but Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me All the blue light reflections that color my mind when I sleep And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep So I throw my hand into the air and it swims in the beams It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream Well, I know I don't know you and you're probably not what you seem But I'd sure like to find out So why don't you climb down off that movie screen Hey Mrs. Potter don't turn Hey Mrs. Potter I burn for you Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor and orders another Well, I wonder what he did that for That's when I know that I have to get out cause I have been there before So I gave up my seat at the bar and I head for the door We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars We stand up at the Palace like it's the last of the great Pioneertown bars We shout out these songs against the clang of electric guitars You can see a million miles tonight But you can't get very far Hey Mrs. Potter I won't touch and Hey Mrs. Potter it's not much but Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me  Thanks, Barch for my hat! :) | ||||
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