May 25, 2011

this is a song about susan
this is a song about the girl next door
this is a song about the everyday occurences
that make you feel like letting go
yes i think we have a problem
so much for the afterglow

this is a song about susan
this is a song about the way things are
this is a song about the scary things
you see from the corner of your eyes
don’t you wonder why?

we never talk about the future
we never talk about the past anymore
we never ask ourselves the questions
to the answers that nobody 
even wants to know
i guess the honeymoon is over
so much for the afterglow


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I was born an April fool
Full of gold to a brothel
And saved all my sins

I don’t care if you and I are naked bare
And wrapped up in the sun
All I need is one one one one one one one one…

I don’t know where I’ve been, what I’ve done
I am the once now irreplaceable son
I’m antichrist in your home
I’ll come around this time to suck from my soul
And let me go


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May 31, 2011

And this is the weight of the worlds,
I think it’s time for us to part.
And this is the weight of the worlds,
I think it’s time for us to part.

Too busy, too busy, too busy
to talk, you said I wouldn’t know.
Too busy, too busy, too busy
To understand it’s time to go.
And so the next time that you need me don’t expect a call.

And we’re willing to waste away, like this.
When everything’s gone okay til you’ve gone a miss.
And all I could be, everything you want me to be.
But we haven’t spoke in days,
Yet infact it’s been a matter of weeks.
And so the next time that you need me don’t expect a call 


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January 2, 2012

Tomorrow! Tomorrow!

 Jesus it’s been a whole year since I started this. A whole goddamn year since I decided to scrawl and scribble every little thought I had, every quote I digested, every song that struck a chord (pun unfortunate but unintentional). A lot has changed, but obviously this would be true or I would have swore by now. 

How blue my language turns when I myself am red in face and mind.

 I read back and see the scrawnier me in full recovery mode, no doubt ignoring his phone from the barrage of a less than forgiving girlfriend for doing something so inane and pointless it wouldn’t have been worth the effort anyway. I see the guy struggling to see where his future might take him, wondering whether he could carry on his passion, or whether it would dry up and leave him culturally barren.

 I’m sitting here a year down the line, dishevelled and unshowered, but pleased with what it is I’ve become. No longer does self-doubt coarse through unhealthy veins. No longer am I controlled by that unknown and for now unwanted creation we call love. The chemical bond that requires us to be something other than ourselves in order to satisfy someone else for the sake of sex and unhappiness is not what drives me now.

Well that’s not true. I’m driven by love. We all are. Or at least, we all should be. I’m driven by the love of the ones closest to me. I’m driven by my love for music.  I’m driven by the love I have for the life I never thought I’d have again. I’m driven by the choices I’ve made.

Ah screw it I’ll admit it. I’m happy.

I don’t do resolutions, but if I keep this optimism going we might just make it a pretty good year.

“I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then/I may never change the world but I haven’t felt better since god knows when”


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