Friday, October 3, 2008
Dear Headphones,
Anna Molly - IncubusA cloud hangs over,
This city by the sea,
I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be, (might be)
Out there and sober as well from loneliness,
Please do persist girl it's time we met and made a mess
I picture your face in the back of my eyes,
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize,
Anna-molly, anna-molly, anna-molly,
DOO DOO DOO DOO DOO do DOO DOO DOO DOO DOO do
A cloud hangs over,
And mutes my happiness,
A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress,
Wish you were here,
I'm a wounded satellite,
I need you now put me back together make me right
I picture your face in the back of my eyes,
A fire in the attic, proof of the prize,
Anna molly, anna molly, anna molly,
I'm calling your name,
Up into the air,
Not one of the others could ever compare,
Anna-molly, anna-molly,
Wait there is a light,
There is a fire illuminated attic,
Fate or something better I couldn't care less,
Just stay with me a while,
Wait there is a light, there is a fire,
Defragmenting the attic,
Fate or something better I could care less,
Just stay with me a while
I picture your face in the back of my eyes,
A fire in the attic a proof of the prize,
Anna molly, anna molly, anna molly,
I'm Calling your name,
Up into the air,
Not one of the others could ever compare,
Anna molly, anna molly,
Wait there is a light there is a fire
Defragmenting the attic,
Fate or something better I could care less,
Just stay with me a while
This song was played randomly.When I was thinking of stuff this song just played on my iTunes. In my terms, it portrays hope. In whatever you want, "she" can be God, can be a person, can be a dream. "The attic" can be a barrier. The song depicts barriers and obstacles breaking down. One by one, you can see yourself in wherever you wanna be. Hope is there, grab it. Life's a maze, go through it. Never be discouraged. For a strength so great is deep inside, grasp it, use it, abuse it. Its yours.
I so wanna be with her.
I'll play a song for you.A friend told me, you're ready. You know the cords. Write a song, or play and show your stuff on Youtube. In view of my rising confidence, I will not say I'm not good enough. I will say I don't want my 1st song to be just any random song, I want my 1st song to be a song for her.
I'll write a song for you. Play it for you, and let the whole world see. My love. I promise.
Death for chivalry/Proper Romance.Girls can say, "Good guys have gone and all are taken".
All I can say, "Good girls are blind."
No offence to you all girls. The sentence speaks for itself.
The Guy
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