the mixed tape

i read your letter
the one you left when you broke into my house
retracing every step you made
and you said you meant it
and there's a piece of me in every single
second of every single day
but if it's true then tell me how it got this way

where are you now?
as i'm swimming through the stereo
i'm writing you a symphony of sound
where are you now?
as i rearrange the songs again
this mix could burn a hole in anyone
but it was you i was thinking of

and i can't get to you...

i am ready

i am color... blind
coffee black and egg white
pull me out from inside
i am ready
i am ready
i am ready
i am...
taffy stuck, tongue tied
stuttered shook and uptight
pull me out from inside
i am ready
i am ready
i am ready
i am... fine
i am covered in skin
no one gets to come in
pull me out from inside
i am folded, and unfolded
and unfolding
i am colorblind
coffee black and egg white
pull me out from inside
i am ready
i am ready
i am ready
i am... fine

hundred

the how i can't recall
but i'm staring at
what once was the wall
separating east and west
now they meet admidst
the broad daylight

so this is where you are
and this is where i am
somewhere between
unsure and a hundred

it's hard i must confess
i'm banking on the rest to clear away
'cause we have spoken everything
everything short of i love you

and who's to say it's wrong
and who's to say that it's not right
where we should be for now

so this is where you are
and this is where i've been
somewhere between
unsure and a hundred

next time...

i know we're just like old friends
we just can't pretend
that lovers make amends
we are reasons so unreal
we can't help but feel
that something has been lost
but please, you know you're just like me
next time i promise we'll be perfect
perfect...
strangers down the line
lovers out of time
memories unwind
so far i still know who you are
but now i wonder who i was...
angel, you know it's not the end
we'll always be good friends
the letters have been sent on
so please, you always were so free
you'll see, i promise we'll be perfect
perfect...
strangers when we meet
strangers on the street
lovers while we meet
perfect...
you know this has to be
we always were so free
we promised that we'd be perfect

new blog

i made a new blog! i dunno exactly how people would find this, so i guess the title "quiet things that no one ever knows" is just fitting. maybe someone would stumble upon this page, i dunno. i don't really give a damn. :D

so why did i make this new blog? well, i just feel that i need to have one, where i could air things out but not really to anybody. but maybe to somebody who cares enough to find this page. hmm...

anyway, music has always been a big part of me. and i do "find hope in the bars of a song". and this blog is all about that. my music, my thoughts. songs that reflect what i feel at a certain moment. and perhaps it's you who i'm singing it to. go figure.