Monday, September 13, 2004

It's getting crazy windy outside, there was just a fire drill and I looked out the window and thought it was a tornado alarm. Some of that confusion might be attributed to the fact I had less than 4 hours of sleep last night.



"I have drawn blood from the neckline when vampires were in fashion

You know I'd even learn to cut my throat if I thought I could fit in

Cause I once heard that you gotta learn how to blend in to this mess

Where nothing's hard, nothing's precious and nothing's smooth or flawless



Now I'm 10 miles in the deep and mighty blue sea

Looking back, towards a long white beach burnin' up into yellow flames

And I just wave back like a little boy up on a pony in a show

'cause I can't fix something this complex any more than I can build a rose



I'd rather bleed out a long stream from being lonely and feel blessed

than drown, laying face down in a puddle of respect"

-Jakob Dylan



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