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Posted By | Discussion Topic: Everytime she sneezes I believe its love....and oh Lord I'm not ready for this sort of thing...... | ||||
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FeelMyFunBags | posted on 04-01-2001 @ 2:46 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | 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 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, "were changing." But were 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 that but, I'm sure there's something in a shade of gray or 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 your self the things you try tell your self to make yourself forget to make your self forget I am not worried "If it's love" she said, "then were gonna have to think about the consequences" She can't stop shaking and 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 gonna break And I'm not going to worry about it anymore I'm not gonna bend. And I'm not gonna break and I'm not gonna 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 just 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 kindness falls like rain It washes me away and Anna begins change my mind And every time 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 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 dissappears, and oh lord I'm not ready for this sort of thing How I'm craving you, yeah! Every time I'm near you I always want to swallow you down I'll be right here if ya' need me In my life, I'll need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear | ||||
Fyfetallica | posted on 04-01-2001 @ 6:10 PM | ||||
Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00 | a favorite... I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer She dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Cut up Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me Help me believe in anything I want to be someone who believes Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me." Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely I will paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play Mr. Jones and me look into the future Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely I want to be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for that Believe in me because I don't believe in anything and I want to be someone to believe Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio Yeah we stare at the beautiful women "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me." I want to be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be Mr. Jones and me staring at the video When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as can be Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars.... Proud Graduate of the Drunk Boy School For Misfit Newbies.. I am a Jedi, like DB before me | ||||
FeelMyFunBags | posted on 04-01-2001 @ 6:54 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand? I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now Where'd you come from? Where am I going? Why'd you leave me 'till I'm only good for... Waiting for you All my sins... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming Every night these silhouettes appear above my head Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper Every time I fall asleep Every time I dream Did you come? Would you lie? Why'd you leave us 'till we're only good for... Waiting for you All my sins... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book Suck my blood break my nerve offer me their arms Well, I will not be an enemy of anything I'll only stand here Waiting for you All my sins... I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming By the way...all of these lyrics are Counting Crows How I'm craving you, yeah! Every time I'm near you I always want to swallow you down I'll be right here if ya' need me In my life, I'll need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear | ||||
Banana_juice | posted on 04-02-2001 @ 9:32 AM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | i am actualy listening to this cd right now.. how weird that i saw this thread... Sullivan Street Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan St. Cross the water and home through the town Past the shadows that fall down wherever we meet Pretty soon now I won't come around I'm almost drowning in her sea She's nearly fallen to her knees Take the way home Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan St. Where all the bodies hang on the air If she remembers, she hides it whenever we meet Either way now, I don't really care Cause I'm gone from there I'm almost drowning in her seas She's nearly crawling on her knees She's down on her knees Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan St. Where I'm just another rider burned to the ground Come tumbling down I'm almost drowning in her sea She's nearly crawling on her knees It's almost everything I need I'm down on my knees I'm down on my knees proud graduate of Newbie University. Honor Student of Lord Magus's class. E-Mail Me | ||||
FeelMyFunBags | posted on 04-02-2001 @ 10:09 AM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | I wanted so badly Somebody other than me Staring back at me But you were gone I wanted to see you walking backwards And get the sensation of you coming home I wanted to see you walking away from me Without the sensation of you leaving me alone Time and time again Time and time again Time and time again I can't please myself I wanted the ocean to cover over me I wanna sink slowly without getting wet Maybe someday, I won't be so lonely And I'll walk on water every chance I get Time and time again Time and time again Time and time again I can't please myself So when are you coming home Sweet angel? You leaving me alone? All alone? Well, if I'm drowning darling, you'll come down this way on your own I wish I was traveling on a freeway Beneath this graveyard western sky I'm gonna set fire to this city And out into the desert we're gonna ride Time and time again Time and time again Time and time again I can't please myself How I'm craving you, yeah! Every time I'm near you I always want to swallow you down I'll be right here if ya' need me In my life, I'll need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear | ||||
NiceSignDeek | posted on 04-06-2001 @ 3:43 PM | ||||
Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 01 | I was wasted in the afternoon Waiting on a train I woke up in pieces and Elisabeth had disappeared again I wish you were inside of me I hope that you're ok I hope you're resting quietly I just wanted to say Good goodnight, Elisabeth Goodnight, Elisabeth, goodnight Good goodnight, Elisabeth Goodnight, Elisabeth, goodnight We couldn't all be cowboys So some of us are clowns And some of us are dancers on the Midway we roam from town to town I hope that everybody can find a little flame Me, I say my prayers, then I light myself on fire and I walk out on the wire once again and I say Good goodnight, Elisabeth Goodnight, Elisabeth, goodnight Good goodnight, Elisabeth Goodnight, Elisabeth, goodnight I will wait for you in Baton Rouge I'll miss you down in New Orleans I'll wait for you while she slips into something comfortable and I'll miss you when I'm slipping in between if you wrap yourself in daffodils I will wrap myself in pain If you're the queen of California baby, I am the king of the rain Good goodnight, Elisabeth Goodnight, Elisabeth, goodnight Good goodnight, Elisabeth The moon is a satellite Won't you fall down on me now Won't you fall down on me Come, come fall fown on me now Won't you fall down on me 'Cause I'm all alone and you ain't coming home and we settle down into bone 'Cause I'm all alone and you ain't coming home and we settle down into bone Adopted by DrunkBoy | ||||
spitfire421 | posted on 04-06-2001 @ 4:02 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | This song ALWAYS puts me in a good mood (OK, maybe it's not the happiest song, but the music is great)... She sat right down on the sofa I said, "Where have you been? I've been waiting for you. Cause last night I had something so good These days get so long and I got nothing to do" I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town so long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way too long We spend all day getting sober Just hiding from daylight Watching TV We just look a lot better in the blue light Well, you know I gotta get out But I'm stuck so tight Weighed by the chains that keep me... hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town too long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way too long And this girl listens to the band play She says "where have you been? I've been lyin right here on the floor" Well, I got all this time To be waiting for what is mine To be hating what I am After the light has faded hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town so long I been hanginaround this town on the corner I been bummin' around this old town for way, way,way, way, way too long < | ||||
FeelMyFunBags | posted on 04-06-2001 @ 5:10 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | 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 radio 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? I was out on the radio 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 guess I thought that someone would notice I guess I thought somebody would say something if I was missing can't you see me? come on color me in come on color me in give me your blue rain give me your black sky give me your green eyes come on give me your white skin come on give me your white skin come on give me your white skin I was out on the radio 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? How I'm craving you, yeah! Every time I'm near you I always want to swallow you down I'll be right here if ya' need me In my life, I'll need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear | ||||
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