More music, just because

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before

All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye



It just popped into my head. And I had to share. Regina Spektor. Narnia. Love.

Comfort in the night

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Cold Play, how can you not fall in love with them?

Monsters

As the lights are switched off,
the monsters come from under the bed.
All you want to do is hide,
but you know that is not the answer.
So you pull yourself together into a tight ball,
and hold on for dear life.

Wounds

It still hurts.
It shouldn't,
but it does.

I repeat the same words over and over again,
but my brain isn't listening.
It is busy healing old wounds,
while you make new ones.

Atleast I seem to have found a good rhythm,
My old wounds seem to be healing at the same pace as the new ones are created.
Keeping the balance.
Because who would want to be completely healed?

Making sense of it all

I often find songs that help me explain what's going inside this strange head of mine. But while most songs only help me understand or show one of all the million things going one there are two songs that mean everything. Two songs that I've listened to so many times, over and over and over again. And they always make complete sense. They always say everything. Today's one of those days when I have no idea what's going on in my head. The only way to explain it is through the words of Dido:

Some days I wanna, and some days I don't
Sometimes I can feel it and suddenly it's gone...
Some days I can tell you the truth and some days I just don't
Only a change of mood sun goes down some one says something to quick or to soon
A touch not made one made to late army's of words can not hope to contain...

Then It Comes And It Goes.
And I have no control.

Some days I can think clear and some days I won't
Sometimes I can feel it and suddenly it's gone...
Some days I am strong and some days my skins broken and thin
That's when it feels and it takes what it needs and it leaves before I get to know
Its only a step away moments that army's of words can not hope to contain...

Then it comes and it goes.
And I can't make it home.
And theres nothing at home.
And it breaks me when it goes.

Some days I wanna, and some days I don't
Sometimes I can feel it and suddenly its gone...
Some days I can tell you the truth and some days I just don't
Only a change of mood dream comes out some one tells something to quick or to soon
A move not made one made to late army's of words can not hope to contain...

Then it comes and it goes.
And I seem to hope
And theres nothing at home.
And it breaks me when it goes.



The other life saving song is of course, Illusion.

Shine

Oh the night makes you a star
And it holds you cold in its arms
You’re the one to whom nobody verses I love you
Unless you say it first
So you lie there holding your breath
And its strange how soon you forget
That you’re like stars
They only show up when it’s dark
Cause they don’t know their worth

And I think you need to stop following misery’s lead
Shine away shine away shine away
Isn’t it time you got over how fragile you are
We’re all waiting
Waiting on your supernova
Cause that’s who you are
And you’ve only begun to shine

There are times when the poets and pornstars align and
You won’t know who to believe in
Well that’s a good time to be leavin’
And the past knocks on your door
And throws stones at your window at 4 in the morning
Well maybe he thinks it’s romantic
He’s crazy but you knew that before

And I think you need to stop following misery’s lead
Shine away Shine away Shine away
Isn’t it time you got over how fragile you are
We’re all waiting
Waiting on your supernova
Cause that’s who you are
And you’ve only begun to shine


-Anna Nalick has been singing to me a lot lately.

???

It's a strange feeling.
Belonging, while at the same time feeling alienated.
Feeling at home, while being treated like a stranger.
Smiling, while there's a dark cloud hanging over.

It's a strange feeling,
I cannot explain it.
It confuses me,
and makes me wonder what's going on.

I think I need a break,
A long one.

Spring

I sat in the sunshine
and let the warmth heal my soul.

I needed a day of light,
I forget how beautiful the world can be.

Outside

And then,
without really knowing how,
She was standing outside the window,
looking in.
Not allowed inside the closed doors.

And a silent tear fell down her cheek as she walked away.

Tired

So quiet
another wasted night,
the television steals the conversation
exhale,
another wasted breath,
again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you're just feeling tired
cause if it's more than that I feel that I might break
out of touch, out of time.
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed
cause I can't read your rolling eyes
out of touch, are we out of time?

Close lipped
another goodnight kiss
is robbed of all it's passion,
your grip
another time, is slack
it leaves me feeling empty.

I'll wait until tomorrow
maybe you'll feel better then
maybe we'll be better then
so what's another day
when I can't bear these nights of thoughts
of going on without you
this mood of yours is temporary
it seems worth the wait
to see your smile again
out of the corner of my eye
won't be the only way you're looking at me then.



Dashboard Confessional, truly perfect music.

The pain of being a student

Staring at an empty screen,
trying to gather the strength to make that first move.
It just takes one word, and then usually another follows.
But the effort it takes to type that first word,
sometimes it just doesn't want to come out.
Sometimes you sit and stare at the empty screen for hours on end,
wishing someone else could do it for you.
One word,
that's all it takes to get started.
And the rest will follow...

Happy alone

Call in the airstrike, tell them to make the drop
and now she ate a cycle no-one but you can stop
Would it be fair to say that you're in love with love?
And is that enough?

I bet you feel really potent stuff
the shadows of doubt on how things turn out
are typically gray

But even the stucco on the wall
is right two times a day
and it's still enough

Just how much distance means we're on our own?
and can we be happy
Happy alone?

The universe opens up the door
and we go right in, it's there, it's new, it's cool
it's something we ain't seen before

And five minutes in
an egg timer rings
to clip off our carefree flapping wings
show us the things we can't afford
and throw us overboard
but it's still enough.

Just how much distance means we're on our own?
until i see you off at home
down the sidewalk in my head
I might be sinking like a stone
but perfectly happy
just openly happy

In my home, I've always known
I gotta be happy alone
so burn the mail, destroy the phone
yeah, I'd wanna be happy alone
the moving sky, the rocks below
All so perfectly happy alone

Our little hearts have turned to stone
I'd better be happy alone.

Earlimart.