10.18.2009

Decompression 2009


big bob

barbara making big bob happy

get yo dance on

andrew jackass dickberg
best picture ever.

...But what did it all mean?
there's only so much a touch can tell.
I wish I knew what even my touch meant.
But there will be no jumping ahead this time.
There will be no assumptions.
I will never fall in that trap again.
Never EVER will I try that hard with nothing in return.
I'm not the most deserving out there, but I know I at least deserve something.
For all I know, it was nothing. A one time deal. To never speak of or repeat.
That wouldn't be the option I chose...I know what I want... but it's an option i'll respect, because it would probably just make things easier.
But what would anything be if it were easy?









Dashboard Confessional "The Secret's In The Telling"

The signal is subtle
We pass just close enough to touch
No questions, no answers
We know by now to say enough
With only simple words
With only subtle turns
The things we feel alone for one another

There is a secret that we keep
I won't sleep if you won't sleep
Because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
We are compelled to do what we must do
We are compelled to do what we have been forbidden
So I won't sleep if you won't sleep tonight

Our act of defiance
We keep this secret in our blood
No paper or letters
We pass just close enough to touch
We love in secret names
We hide within our veins
The things that keep us bound to one another

There is a secret that we keep
I won't sleep if you won't sleep
Because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
We are compelled to do what we must do
We are compelled to do what we have been forbidden

Until the last resilient hope
Is frozen deep inside my bones
And this broken fate has claimed me
And my memories for its own
Your name is pounding through my veins
Can't you hear how it is sung?
And I can taste you in my mouth
Before the words escape my lungs
And I'll whisper only once...

There is a secret that we keep
I won't sleep if you won't sleep
Because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
We are compelled to do what we have to
We are compelled to do what we have been forbidden'

Cause you will be somebody's girl
And you will keep each other warm
But tonight I am feeling cold

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