Using my blog to try and make the world a better place. If I can help someone forget their troubles for a few minutes a day, it's all worth it.

1973 (btw, is it just me, or do I look like the first-season Bobby Brady in this pic?????):

1973 (btw, is it just me, or do I look like the first-season Bobby Brady in this pic?????):
I watch the ripples change their size, but never leave the stream of warm impermanent sand. So the days flow through my eyes but still the days seem the same. And these children that you spit on as they try to change their world are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through.

Sunday, October 02, 2011

Spend all your time waiting For that second chance, For a break that would make it okay....

.... there's always some reason To feel not good enough, And it's hard at the end of the day. I need some distraction, Oh beautiful release, Memories seep from my veins - Let me be empty (Oh and weightless) and maybe I'll find some peace tonight. In the arms of the angel Fly away from here. From this dark cold hotel room, And the endlessness that you fear. You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie; You're in the arms of the angel, May you find some comfort here. So tired of the straight line, And everywhere you turn There's vultures and thieves at your back. The storm keeps on twisting, Keep on building the lies That you make up for all that you lack. It don't make no difference Escaping one last time, It's easier to believe In this sweet madness (Oh this glorious sadness) That brings me to my knees. In the arms of the angel Fly away from here. From this dark cold hotel room, And the endlessness that you fear. You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie; You're in the arms of the angel, May you find some comfort here. You're in the arms of the angel, May you find some comfort here.

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