Showing posts with label snow patrol. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snow patrol. Show all posts

Sunday, September 28, 2008

but in truth i'm lost for words

chocolate (live) ~ snow patrol

"this could be the very minute,
i'm aware i'm alive;
all these places feel like home."

coffee in the early hours of morning, and it seems that every song i hear makes me think and feel and cry. i am so reay for this month to be over. october, please bring with you colder weather, clarity of heart and mind, and perhaps a bit of chocolate (or overly sweetened coffee).

Sunday, April 27, 2008

a frightening magic i cling to


you're all i have ~ snow patrol

"you're cinematic razor sharp,
a welcome arrow through the heart,
under your skin feels like home,
electric shocks on aching bones.

give me a chance to hold on,
give me a chance to hold on,
give me a chance to hold on,
just give me something to hold onto."

dreams of crooked tooth smiles and music blaring through car stereo speakers. a borrowed car, a dusty blue station wagon like we had when i was a child. we are speeding through the desert, wind kicking up smoke spirals and waves of heat around us. you tell me that you've never seen such beauty, and i laugh because this landscape always seemed so desolate to me. i prefer the presence of water and shade, green everywhere and the feel of rain on my skin. but, for a moment i see it the way you do, and take your hand into mine, threading our fingers together. the best you can ask for is connection, is for someone who can teach you to see things from different angles, and for someone to not mind so much when you play the music, feel the music, live the music, and sing along.


give me a chance to hold on.

Friday, March 14, 2008

& i won't waste a minute without you


"all this feels strange and untrue,
and i won't waste a minute without you.

my bones ache,
my skin feels cold,
and I'm getting so tired,
and so old.

the anger swells in my guts,
and i won't feel these slices and cuts;
i want so much to open your eyes,
'cause i need you to look into mine.

tell me that you'll open your eyes,
tell me that you'll open your eyes,
tell me that you'll open your eyes,
tell me that you'll open your eyes.

get up, get out, get away from these liars,
'cause they don't get your soul,
or your fire;
take my hand,
knot your fingers through mine,
and we'll walk from this dark room for the last time.

every minute from this minute now,
we can do what we like anywhere;
i want so much to open your eyes,
'cause i need you to look into mine.

tell me that you'll open your eyes,
tell me that you'll open your eyes,
tell me that you'll open your eyes,
tell me that you'll open your eyes.

tell me that you'll open your eyes,
tell me that you'll open your eyes,
tell me that you'll open your eyes,
tell me that you'll open your eyes.

all this feels strange and untrue,
and I won't waste a minute without you.

Sunday, January 6, 2008

every second, dripping off my fingertips


"in slow motion, the blast is beautiful;
doors slam shut.
a clock is ticking, but it's hidden far away;
safe and sound."

the rain is pouring, drops tapping along to the music on the window pane next to me. i sit here as the night slips away, and this song it just fits in perfectly.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

you're a boomerang

keep art alive; art by kelly vivanco

you say that i treat you like a book on a shelf
i don't take you out that often 'cause i know that i've completed you
and that's why you are here
that's the reason you stay here
oh how awful that must feel

you said you could be my dream
i could have you every night
and if by morning, I'd forgotten you,
well no big deal, that'd be alright
'cause you're the reoccurring kind
yes, you are the reoccurring kind
you never really leave my mind

are you the love of my lifetime?
cause there have been times i've had my doubts
we were just kids when i first kissed you
in the attic of my parents house,
and i wish we were there now
it took so long to figure out
what this book has been about

now i write when i'm away,
letters that you'll never read
you said go explore those other women,
the geography of their bodies,
but there's just one map you'll need
you're a boomerang you'll see
you will return to me

you will, you will, you will, you will, you will, you will, you will
you will, you will
you will

'cause if you don't, then this book is all lies
if you don't, then my plans would all be ruined
if you don't, i'll start drinking like the way i drank before
oh, and i, i just won't have a future anymore.