it was so long ago
but the memory is still clear
how you charmed my soul
i miss you, dear
where have you gone
will i see you again
why must there be
goodbye
and you
with the devilish grin
stealing my smoke
getting under my skin
and i miss you
time whirled us apart
why must there be
goodbye
just like the one you pass on the street
not a word
not a word
yet your eyes still meet
and for a moment they reach
down into my soul
but will i see you again
why must there be
goodbye
i need to know why
we traded stares
not so long ago
we met - you left
and i'll never know
please don't you go
where have you gone
i need to see you again
why must there be
goodbye
i need to know why
goodbye
rambled by dq on 8:35 PM |
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Thursday, May 24, 2001
Anyone know the quote i am thinking of?
It goes something like
If we put the energy into hating something so much,
eventually we become the thing we hate...
or something like that.
beauty is in the giving
the live and let living
free your mind
free your heart
erase the marks against you
then forget they were ever made
make your peace
and stand by your words
cause if they are only on your lips
they are not in your heart
be strong enough to lay down your weapons
and pick up your teacups
don't fling meaningless scones at each other.
man, is it nice out here today. Got work to do, off i go.
rambled by dq on 5:31 PM |
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Tuesday, May 15, 2001
My brain hurts.
my brain hurts.
see how it smokes
see how it smokes
the little neurons and synapses cracked
now all the signals are completely whacked
my mind is now jello and that's a fact
my brain hurts.
my brain hurts.
rambled by dq on 2:01 PM |
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Tuesday, May 08, 2001
Where have I been lately?
Was I running in circles, chasing squirrels?
Have I been curled up on the sofa, weeping over
my van and eating too much chocolate?
Was that me in the corner, using my religion?
How many hours did I spend in that classroom,
feverishly cramming a ton of knowledge into a very little brain.
Was that me, trembling under the sheets in a panic attack,
hiding from all the things I have to do?
Did I fall in love again, staring into those blue-green eyes
and did I say a little prayer of thanks for fifteen years gone by
Did I listen to "A Case of You" by Joni Mitchell again, letting the
gorgeous lyrics wash over me, and renew my faith a little more
Where have I been lately
What road have I been meandering along
picking wildflowers
singing off-key
and hiding from the stampede that nips at my heels
in relentless pursuit
where have i been
where am i going
i don't know- but wherever I land
there will be a place for you, friend
rambled by dq on 8:37 PM |
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