Tuesday, October 20

Late

you're too late...

Tuesday, October 13

"There's a story about the greek gods. There were bored so they invented human beings, but they were still bored so they invented love. Then, they weren't bored any longer, so they decided to try love for themselves and, finally, they invented laughter so they could stand it."

in Feast of Love (2007)

Sunday, October 4

Broken Strings

[Although I'm a general disbeliever of 21st century pop music, these lyrics make me shiver inside... it'd be too cliché to say they hit home... but I might as well use those words as my own.]

Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything

When I love you
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else

Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real

Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before

Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late

Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real

Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before

But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that aint real

Oh the truth hurts
And lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before
Oh and I love you a little less than before

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last change to feel again



Tuesday, September 22

Monday, September 21

Thursday, September 17

Last Song

They say it's the last song
They don't know us, you see
It's only the last song
If we let it be


in Dancer in the Dark

And I'm always afraid of that last song...

Sunday, September 6

Dancing With Myself



"When there's no one else in sight...
There's nothing to lose and there's nothing to prove
If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance!"


Because we all learn, sooner or later, to dance with ourselves. If we don't we fall apart.