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Something's Better: November 2009
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Then you smiled at me in the terminal, and I thought it was right. Monday, November 09, 2009. In this sea drift sun. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I've got my life in a suitcase and ready to run, run, run away. I got no time 'cause I'm always trying to run, run, run away. Cause everyday when it feels like it's only a game. I've got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase. I need a hero. View my complete profile. In this sea drift sun. Awesome Inc. template. Template images by sebastian-julian.
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Something's Better: I can't help but feel lost tonight
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Then you smiled at me in the terminal, and I thought it was right. Thursday, December 10, 2009. I can't help but feel lost tonight. Where do we go from here. You seem so far, but you're still so near. I thought I had you once before. But then you turned and walked out my door. And you meant something to me tonight. You meant something to me tonight. We meant something to me tonight. Cause you meant something to me tonight. Something about being in your arms. I thought I lost you. Thought I lost you.
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Something's Better: February 2010
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Then you smiled at me in the terminal, and I thought it was right. Friday, February 05, 2010. This one doesn't want to admit the 80's is over and done. Let's get down to business. I'm not happy where I am. Haven't been for a while now. A few of the guys I live with just seem to get under my skin no matter what they do. Maybe that's my fault, being who I am and all. But then again, I feel like I'm not doing anything wrong. And that's being blunt about it. All the Pretty Girls - fun. I got no time 'cause I...
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Something's Better: Looking for something else to fill up that empty space.
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Then you smiled at me in the terminal, and I thought it was right. Saturday, March 27, 2010. Looking for something else to fill up that empty space. Look at me and notice my social incompetence. To realize your dreams more than make sense. I still can't sleep sometimes at night. Cause i hear your voice through these streets. And i still don't understand. How to put a smile on to your face. Cause i'm looking for something else. To fill up this empty space. I see things through a different perspective.
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Something's Better: April 2010
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Then you smiled at me in the terminal, and I thought it was right. Thursday, April 01, 2010. So I was bored tonight and recorded some songs. Brian Wilson - Barenaked Ladies. Butterflies - Yours truly. Have a listen. I also found some old demos on my computer that I'll put up sometime in the near future. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I've got my life in a suitcase and ready to run, run, run away. I got no time 'cause I'm always trying to run, run, run away. Cause everyday when it feels like it's only a game.
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Something's Better: June 2009
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Then you smiled at me in the terminal, and I thought it was right. Thursday, June 18, 2009. Here's something I wrote a while back sitting in bed at night:. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I've got my life in a suitcase and ready to run, run, run away. I got no time 'cause I'm always trying to run, run, run away. Cause everyday when it feels like it's only a game. I've got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase. I need a hero. View my complete profile.
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i'm california bound: February 2007
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This is my last dance. Friday, February 9, 2007. It looks like snow, but it feels like rain. So i figured i'd try something different for a change. and when i find that something different, you'll hear about it. I've been wondering why everything is so cliche. Why is it that everything i do or write is cliche? Why am i so cliche? Why are you so cliche? I'm patiently waiting for your next phone call. The next excuse for losing sleep again". Let's pack up and move to california". Wait, i've got another one.
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i'm california bound: June 2007
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This is my last dance. Tuesday, June 26, 2007. Walk with me in silence, after dark. Meet me on the swingset in the park. Say what you will, I'll always hear you out. Go with me, 'cause I can't go without. Yeah, there's something sweet inside those eyes. You're good for me, that's no surprise. Take a nap with me this afternoon. Radio's playing your favourite song pretty soon. I don't like to listen, but I'll sit here with you. Amazing what a man in love will do. Yeah, you're my girl, and I'm your guy.
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Something's Better: This one doesn't want to admit the 80's is over and done.
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Then you smiled at me in the terminal, and I thought it was right. Friday, February 05, 2010. This one doesn't want to admit the 80's is over and done. Let's get down to business. I'm not happy where I am. Haven't been for a while now. A few of the guys I live with just seem to get under my skin no matter what they do. Maybe that's my fault, being who I am and all. But then again, I feel like I'm not doing anything wrong. And that's being blunt about it. All the Pretty Girls - fun. Trust me, there is not...
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i'm california bound: May 2007
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This is my last dance. Saturday, May 5, 2007. We'll make it better when we're holding on tonight. We've spent a lifetime running away. Cold feet on cobblestone at the break of day. I still remember everything. The way we laughed in front of a store closing. We're finding a way to move along without you. And we do this to ourselves. I think it's safe to say you were right. Come back to your place? Yea, I think I just might.". And I still remember everything. Every mistake and every apology. Of a young girl.