You hexed me, baby.
You told me that every time I heard that song
I'd think about you.
Well, your little curse is working.
Still, I love that song,
And at least the thoughts are happy, mostly.
And I rarely ever miss you anymore,
So things are pretty much OK.
And, anyway, what a great song.
Friday, January 21, 2011
"Closing"
A little time
Between me
And the crimes we've committed
One against the other
It's dulled a bit
Of course it's dulled
Everything does with time
And I still think about you
You know
But less and less
With the passing time
Goodbye
Between me
And the crimes we've committed
One against the other
It's dulled a bit
Of course it's dulled
Everything does with time
And I still think about you
You know
But less and less
With the passing time
Goodbye
"Follow Up"
Just a note
For our dying day
I thought it out
I wrote it
(Believe it or not)
Now let's see if I mail it
Five to one, against
If I were a betting man
For our dying day
I thought it out
I wrote it
(Believe it or not)
Now let's see if I mail it
Five to one, against
If I were a betting man
"Riptide"
The force of this tide alarms me.
I didn't know they could get this strong
Or that waves could be so tall.
I underestimated what I should have known.
I should have known better,
And now I'm in trouble.
I'm in deep, deep water.
I'm spitting out mouthfuls of the stuff,
And trying with all I've got
To stay afloat.
Just a while longer,
Until you change your mind or someone else happens by.
Just a while longer...
Just a while...
I didn't know they could get this strong
Or that waves could be so tall.
I underestimated what I should have known.
I should have known better,
And now I'm in trouble.
I'm in deep, deep water.
I'm spitting out mouthfuls of the stuff,
And trying with all I've got
To stay afloat.
Just a while longer,
Until you change your mind or someone else happens by.
Just a while longer...
Just a while...
"Daylight Savings Time"
Just this time yesterday
It was an hour earlier.
In here it's warm.
Warm, dark and quiet
Like a bedroom should be.
Only it's not a bedroom
And I'm not in bed,
And for some reason, I'm a little sad.
Tomorrow is on its way,
And I hope I have what it takes.
I'm adjusting to being tired,
But being lonely is tougher.
And I just ran out of cigarettes,
But there's a fresh pot of coffee.
Sun's coming up - faint, but I can see it.
So Happy Easter.
Happy Just Another Day.
Think I might just go to sleep.
It was an hour earlier.
In here it's warm.
Warm, dark and quiet
Like a bedroom should be.
Only it's not a bedroom
And I'm not in bed,
And for some reason, I'm a little sad.
Tomorrow is on its way,
And I hope I have what it takes.
I'm adjusting to being tired,
But being lonely is tougher.
And I just ran out of cigarettes,
But there's a fresh pot of coffee.
Sun's coming up - faint, but I can see it.
So Happy Easter.
Happy Just Another Day.
Think I might just go to sleep.
"Untitled III"
She said, "Don't some people do this sort of thing as a method of mind control?"
Ummm....
"Yeah," she said. "It renders the subject more receptive to suggestion."
Uhhh...
"From what I've heard, it's really pretty effective, too."
Oh.
"Go to bed," she said.
Ummm....
"Yeah," she said. "It renders the subject more receptive to suggestion."
Uhhh...
"From what I've heard, it's really pretty effective, too."
Oh.
"Go to bed," she said.
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