"O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!"
The Hermit cross'd his brow.
"Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say—
What manner of man art thou?"

Forthwith this frame of mine was wrench'd
With a woful agony,
Which forced me to begin my tale;
And then it left me free.

Monday, March 13, 2006

separate compartments

go ahead and cry now,
just give in to the madness...
the only way to feel your joy is first to feel your sadness.

go ahead and sail now,
just give in to the ocean...
the only way to tame your fear is to feel her rocky motion.

all of the hapiness you seek,
all of the joy for which you pray,
is closer than you think...
it's just a hundred tears away.

-- 100 tears away


chances are i'll see you
somewhere in my dreams tonight...
you'll be smiling like the night we met.

chances are i'll hold you
and i'll offer all i have...
you're the only one i can't forget.

baby, you're the best i've ever met...

-- chances are


when your day is long,
and the night...
and the night is yours alone.

when you think you've had enough
of this life...
hang on.

don't let yourself go,
'cause everybody cries
and everybody hurts...
sometimes.

-- everybody hurts


well, excuse me,
'cause i've mistaken you for somebody else...
somebody who gave a damn,
somebody more like myself...

-- foolish games


there's a secret path i follow
to a place no one could find...
where i meet my perfect someone
i've kept hidden in my mind...

well, my heart makes my decisions
'til my dream becomes a vision...
and the love i feel
makes him real, someday...

'cause i know he's out there somewhere
just beyond my reach...
though i've never really touched him
or ever heard him speak...
though we've never been together,
we've never been apart...
no, we've never met,
haven't found him yet...
but i know him by heart.

-- i know him by heart


sometimes, some people get me wrong
when it's something i've said or done...
sometimes, you feel there is no fun
that's why you turn and run...
but now i truly realize,
some people don't wanna compromise.
well, i saw them with my own eyes
spreading those lies...
well, i don't wanna live my life,
too many sleepless nights,
not mentioning the fights...

i'm walking away,
from the troubles in my life.
i'm walking away,
to find a better day.

-- walking away


if your hopes scatter like the dust across your track
i'll be the moon that shines on your path
the sun may blind your eyes,
i'll pray the skies above
for snow to fall on the sahara

if that's the only place where you can leave your doubts
i'll hold you up and be a way out
and if we burn our way,
i'll pray the skies above
for snow to fall on the sahara

-- snow on the sahara


i've been thinking...
i've been thinking, i've been thinking too much,
i just wanna live now for a little while
and cast my dreams to the wind.

don't wanna wonder...
don't wanna wonder what it's all about,
i'm just working for a living, singing with my friends
as i cast my dreams to the wind.

i wanna fly...
i wanna fly down the highway to my home away from home,
this funky, funky club on fairfax avenue,
and see you.

and i'll never give up,
because what is there to give up anyway?
i'm just workin' for a living, workin' for my pay...
in maryland it's raining somewhere in some cafe.

maryland i'm coming home,
never worry about what i did wrong...
and i'll never be what my daddy wanted me to be,
i'll never see what my mama's dreams were.

but, i can sing...

-- maryland

1 Comments:

Blogger alex said...

that was a nice trip. melancholic, but nice.

9:38 AM

 

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