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a fish named wanda.. (impressionofme) wrote,
@ 2003-10-18 11:48:00
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    Current mood: restless
    Current music:ruby tuesday~rolling stones

    still im gonna miss you...
    She would never say where she came from
    Yesterady don't matter if it's gone
    While the sun is bright or
    In the darkest night
    No one knows
    She comes and go
    Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
    When you change with ev'ry new day
    Still I'm gonna miss you

    Don't question why she needs to be so free
    She'll tell you it's the only way to be
    She just can't be chained to a
    Life where nothing's gained and nothing's lost at such a cost
    Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
    When you change...

    "There's no time to lose"
    I heard her say
    Catch your dreams before they slip away
    Dying all the time
    Lose your dreams and you will lose your mind
    Ain't life unkind?
    Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
    When you change...



    I spent a week drinking the sunlight of Winnetka, California
    Where they understand the weight of human hearts
    You see, sorrow gets too heavy and joy it tends to hold you
    With the fear that it eventually departs
    And the truth is I’ve been dreaming of some tired tranquil place
    Where the weather won’t get trapped inside my bones
    And if all the years of searching find one sympathetic face
    Then it's there I'll plant these seeds and make my home
    I spent a day dreaming of dying in Mesa, Arizona
    Where all the green of life had turned to ash
    And I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you
    I just assumed that you eventually would ask
    And I wouldn’t have to bring up my so badly broken heart
    And all those months I just wanted to sleep
    And though spring, it did come slowly, I guess it did its part
    My heart has thawed and continues to beat
    And I visited my brother on the outskirts of Olympia
    Where the forest and the water become one
    And we talked about our childhood
    like a dream we were convinced of
    That perfect, peaceful street that we came from
    And I know he heard me strumming all those sad and simple chords
    As I sat inside my room so long ago
    And it hurts that he’s still shaking from those secrets that were told
    By a car closed up too tight and a heart turned cold
    And I went to San Diego, and the birthplace of the summer
    And watched the ocean dance under the moon
    There was a girl I knew there, one more potential lover
    I guess that something’s gotta happen soon
    Cause I know I can’t keep living in this dead or dying dream
    As I walked along the beach and drank with her
    I thought about my true love, the one I really need
    With eyes that burn so bright, they make me pure
    They make me pure, they make me pure
    I long to be with you
    They make me pure, they make me pure
    I long to be with you




    when songs say it better then your own words....

    this morning i woke up to the doorbell ringing downstairs i searched the house and everyone was gone. i answered the door and there stood an attractive young man (hehe) who said his name was jeff. he was good looking and i was in pajama's...gross...msn controls my life..i think im giving up on it...and im a liar!

    ok well, ew...today sucks sooo...im gonna go back to bed...goodnight/goodmorning/.goodbye ruby tuesday~



    im sorry but i gave up.



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