| squish's favorite |
| Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep Moonlight spills on comic books And superstars in magazines An old friend calls and tells us where to meet Her plane takes off from Baltimore And touches down on Bourbon street We sit outside and argue all night long About a god we've never seen But never fails to side with me Sunday comes and all the papers say Ma Teresa's joined the mob And happy with her full time job Am I alive or thoughts that drift away? Does summer come for everyone? Can humans do what prophets say? If I die before I learn to speak Can money pay for all the days I lived awake But half asleep? A life is time, they teach you growing up The seconds ticking killed us all A million years before the fall You ride the waves and don't ask where they go You swim like lions through the crest And bathe yourself in zebra flesh I've been downhearted baby Ever since the day we met -primitive radio gods hey i'd like to daze away to a place no one has known in a state of mind i could call mine, that only i could own where i could hum a tune any time i choose and there's no such thing as time where i can feel no pain, just calm and sane what a place for one to find -blind melon i close my eyes only for a moment and the moment's gone all my dreams best before my eyes a curiosity dust in the wind all they are is dust in the wind same old song just a drop of water in an endless sea all we do crumbles to the ground but we refuse to see dust in the wind all they are is dust in the wind don't hang on nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky it slips away and all your money won't another minute buy dust in the wind all we are is dust in the wind everything is dust in the wind -kansas fine art never moved my soul no vintage wine designer clothes but my world shakes for me my bird sings sweetly a different kind of tinsel decorates my tree yes my bird performs a thousand cheshire cats grin inside of me yes my bird performs there she goes shakespeare's sonnets leave me cold the drama stage and the high brow prose but my world shakes for me my bird sings sweetly the brightest fireworks are lighting up my sky yes my bird performs the cage is open but she's no desire to fly 'cause my bird performs there she goes and you keep saying what you got you keep saying what you got look out! -xtc breathe it in and breathe it out and pass it on, it's almost out we're so creative, so much, more we're high above but on the floor it's not a habit, it's cool, i feel alive if you don't have it you're on the other side the deeper you stick it in your vein the deeper the thoughts, there's no more pain i'm in heaven, i'm a god i'm everywhere, i feel so hot it's not a habit, it's cool, i feel alive if you don't have it you're on the other side i'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie) it's over now, i'm cold, alone i'm just a person on my own nothing means a thing to me oh nothing means a thing to me it's not a habit, it's cool, i feel alive if you don't have it you're on the other side i'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie) free me, leave me watch me as i'm going down free me, see me look at me, i'm falling and i'm falling... it's not a habit, it's cool, i feel alive I feel... it's not a habit, it's cool, i feel alive if you don't have it you're on the other side i'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie) i'm not an addict... -k's choice speaking of venturing beyond one's walls, i wonder why so many people are so sure that narcotics are the only way to do it. perhaps what is in order is going in the complete oppositte direction and exploring ones new mental universes with a clear mind, that is being pushed somewhere new not by chemicals, well its own chemicals anyway, but by the sheer will of the mind's owner. -mr. sparkle's experiment and i'd give up forever to touch you 'cause i know that you feel me somehow you're the closest to heaven that i'll ever be and i don't wanna go home right now and all i can taste is this moment and all i can breathe is your life and sooner or later it's over i just don't wanna miss you tonight -goo goo dolls on the edge of sleep, i was driting for half the night anxious and restless, pressed down by the darkness bound up and wound up so tight so many decisions, a million revisions caught between darkness and light... wilderness of mirrors world of polished steel gears and iron chains turn the grinding wheel i run between the shadows some are phantoms, some are real ... on the edge of sleep, i heard voices behind the door the known and the nameless, familiar and faceless my angels and my demons at war which one will lose - depends on what I choose or maybe which voice I ignore... wilderness of mirrors streets of cold desire my precious sense of honor just a shield of rusty wire i hold against the chaos - and the cross of holy fire... wilderness of mirrors so easy to deceive my precious sense of rightness is sometimes so naive so that which I imagine is that which I believe on the edge of sleep, I awoke to a sun so bright rested and fearless, cheered by your nearness i knew which direction was right the case had been tried by the jury inside the choice between darkness and light... -rush i took her out it was friday night i wore cologne to get the feeling right we started making out and she took off my pants but then I turned on the TV and that’s about the time that she walked away from me nobody likes you when you’re 23 and are still more amused by TV shows what the hell is ADD? my friends say I should act my age what’s my age again? what’s my age again? then later on, on the drive home i called her mom from a pay phone i said I was the cops and your husband’s in jail this state looks down on sodomy and that’s about the time that bitch hung up on me nobody likes you when your 23 and are still more amused by prank phone calls what the hell is caller ID? my friends say I should act my age what’s my age again? what’s my age again? and that’s about the time she walked away from me nobody likes you when your 23 and you still act like you’re in Freshman year what the hell is wrong with me? my friends say I should act my age what’s my age again? what’s my age again? that’s about the time she broke up with me no one should take themselves so seriously with many years ahead to fall in line why would you wish that on me? i never want to act my age what’s my age again? what’s my age again? -blink 182 | when dreaming, i'm guided to another world, |