Kiss me too
fiercely
Hold me too ((tight)) I need help believing You're with me tonight My wildest dreamings Could not foresee Lying beside you With you wanting me Just for this moment As long as you're mine I've lost all resistance And
crossed
some b-o-r-d-e-r-l-i-n-e And if it turns out It's over too fast I'll make ev'ry last moment last As long as you're
mine
Once again I'm a little depressed by the tired old face that I see, Once again it is time to be someone, who's anyone other than me. With the rare combination of
girlish
excitement and
manly
restraint, I position my precious assortment of pencils and powders and paint. So whenever I feel that my place in the world is beginning to crash, I apply one great stroke of Mascara to my rather limp upper lash. And I can cope again, Good God! There's hope again! When life is a real bitch again, and my old sense of humor has up, and gone It's time for the big switch again, I put a little more Mascara on
Here's to the ladies who lunch-- Everybody laugh. Lounging in their caftans And planning a brunch On their own behalf. Off to the gym, Then to a fitting, Claiming they're fat. And looking grim, 'Cause they've been sitting Choosing a hat. Does anyone still wear a hat?
I'll drink to that.
And here's to the girls who play smart-- Aren't they a
gas
? Rushing to their classes In oPtIcAl art, Wishing it would pass. Another l.o.n.g exhausting day, Another
thousand
dollars, A matinee, a Pinter play, Perhaps a piece of Mahler's. I'll drink to that.
And one for Mahler!
And here's to the girls who play wife-- Aren't they too much? Keeping house but clutching A copy of
LIFE
, Just to keep in touch. The ones who follow the rules, And meet themselves at the schools, Too busy to know that they're fools. Aren't they a
gem
? I'll drink to them! Let's all drink to them! And here's to the girls who just watch-- Aren't they the best? When they get depressed, It's a bottle of Scotch, Plus a little jest. Another chance to disapprove, Another brilliant zinger, Another reason not to move, Another vodka
stinger
. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! I'll drink to that. So here's to the girls on the go-- Everybody tries. Look into their eyes, And you'll see what they know: Everybody
XdiesX
A toast to that invincible bunch, The dinosaurs surviving the crunch. Let's hear it for the ladies who lunch-- Everybody rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise!
Mother cannot guide you. Now you're on your own. Only me beside you. Still, you're not alone. No one is alone. Truly- No one is alone. Sometimes people leave you. Halfway through the wood. Others may decieve you. You decide whats good. You decide alone. But no one is alone. I wish... I know. Mother isn't here now Wrong things, right things Who knows what she'd say? Who can say what's true? Nothings quite so clear now. Do things, fight things, Feel you've lost your way? You decide, but You are not alone Believe me, No one is alone. No one is alone. Believe me. Truly. You move just a finger, Say the slightest word, Somethings bound to linger Be heard No acts alone. Careful. No one is alone. People make mistakes. Fathers, Mothers, People make mistakes, Holding to their own, Thinking their alone. Honor their mistakes Everybody makes Fight for their mistakes One another's terrible mistakes. Witches can be right, Giants can be good. You decide what's right you decide what's good Just remember, Just remember: Someone is on your side
OUR
side Our side-- Someone else is not While we're seeing our side
Our
side.. Our side-- Maybe we forgot: they are not alone. No one is alone. Hard to see the
light
now. Just don't let it go Things will come out right now. We can make it so. Someone is on your side...
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Wednesday, September 08, 2004
time for a change
Feeling:
drained
Craving:
H
2
O
Music of choice: "1985"-Bowling for soup
Well now...it's been a while. School started last week, and I'm still not ready to go back. I'm just
tired
of the same old routine. Not much to go back to anyway-there's this
void
with the seniors being gone. Nothing feels the same. Seems like this time
gap
fell into the summer somewhere between the barbeques and beaches and now we're all walking around like we've forgotten our connections and who we are. Something needs to start...drama. A routine (ironically) needs to begin to make things feel more normal.
I'm looking forward to a
change
in seasons. I miss summer, but that's gone till next June and I hate transitional periods. I absolutely
love
October-leaves changing, cool weather, Halloween...I think
f
a
l
l
is my favorite season. It's up there with summer, at least. I like it when you can go outside with just a sweater and a pair of jeans and be comfortable. I'm actually
really
looking foward to fall...it seems to hold such promises. It kinda seems like we're in spring right now. That period from March-May when it's not still winter, but still not summer? That's what it feels like...you can't officially call it "summer" any longer b/c you're back in school, but it's not fall yet. Maybe it's all this crappy weather...ok, so it's only been one day of rain, but I really hate the rain, and it's supposed to rain
tomorrow as well.
Clear skies
by Friday though. Goody.
My birthday is in 12 days :-D
And I'm getting my hair
h
i
g
h
l
i
g
h
t
e
d
tonight-there's one long-awaited change, @ least.
What are you doing up at 04:34 pm?
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