Sunday, June 3, 2007

Funny Enough

"Junk in = junk out."
I know, yea, blah blah blah, sure.

But truth be told, I really have to watch what I listen to.

As silly or cliche as it may seem, somedays the perfect melody is all it takes to have me doodling hearts and mrs. so-and-sos.

And I promise you, I promise that

I'll run away with you

I'll run away with you


Just the right song at just the right time, and my goodbyes are scripted, my bags packed, and my future awaiting.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

I've always been careful about hardcore bands, because they are either really good or REALLY bad.

I heard a Denison Witmer song and it's about the only thing I've ever heard that really had this effect on me. Not for him, I mean, if that's what you meant, but just in general.

My room has a big white bed
Pictures on the mirrors
Books that last a year
Everything but sleep
Don't you know?

Nothing won't fit under there
The Dowmaker's ghost
A heavenly host
Everything but sleep
Don't you know?
Everything but sleep
Where does it go?
Everything but sleep
On it goes...

If it weren't for you
I could be anywhere
I'd rather be here
Don't you know?

Now that I know I'll never feel the same way
Everything but sleep
Don't you know?
Everything but sleep
On it goes
On it goes...