you know it will always just be me.
let's get these teen hearts beating
faster faster

yeah yeah yeah

oh, you're such a pretty melody

Do you remember when we met
Liquor drinks and cigarettes
All the boys were taking bets

oh, i was a kid

ripping wings off of butterflies

She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind

It's all about the exposure, the lens, I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies

Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds

Well, go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle

So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest you can figure out

But it was a trick
And the clock struck twelve
Well, make sure to build your home
Brick by boring brick
Or the wolf's gonna blow it down

Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds

Well, go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
We'll bury the castle, bury the castle

Well, you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah, you built up a world of magic

Well, if it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Oh, even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah

Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle

miss you

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

turningpoint

please

in the next few minutes we will present

oh baby baby

let's get wasted and talk religion.

from the outside looking in

i sure do make an easy target.
and i don't mind taking a photograph
'cause you don't ask for my autograph.

so this is good.
and it's probably a leaked studio version..
maybe i'll feel bad for that later.

look at the stars, look how they shine for you

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow,

I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow

So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know you know I love you so
You know I love you so

I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
Cause you were all yellow

I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
For you i bleed myself dry

Its true look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine
look at the stars look how they shine for you

for you i bleed myself dry

perhaps you can hold my hand and we can laugh about stupid bands and feel overrated. i feel ten years old again.

i don't believe in blogging (blog april05)

I miss the boy who loved poptarts books and music. I miss the boy who didn't know who he was and didn't care about that either. I miss the boy who would walk up to people, so sure of himself and so unlike everything I am. I miss the boy who would tell me stories on my bed that would make me laugh. I miss the boy who was tender and headstrong and arrogant and lovable and completely and totally emotionally unstable.






So it seems I'm someone I never met.

wolfgang amadeus

I could write a thousand stories and analyze a hundred compositions but I don't think I could talk to save my life.