Sunday, October 16, 2005

after 5 seconds

i'll be leaving tomorrow. i really don't know how i feel, but here it goes:

anxious. happy. excited. sad. lonely. tired. alone. mad. agitated. my head is aching. i don't wanna go anymore. i hate my companions. i need sleep. i'm scared i'll get lost. i miss my music. i wanna eat ice cream. i hope i dont run out of money in a foreign country.

just how i feel

Tell you where you need to go
Tell you when you need to leave
Tell you what you need to know
Tell you who you need to be
Everything inside you knows there's more than what you've heard
So much more than empty conversation filled with empty words
And you're on fire when He's near you
You're on fire when
He speaks You're on fire, burning at these mysteries
Give me one more time around
Give me one more chance to see
Give me everything
You are Give me one more chance to be
Everything inside me looks like everything I hate
You are the hope I have for change,
You are the only chance I'll take
When I'm on fire when You're near me
I'm on fire when You speak
I'm on fire burning at these mysteries
These mysteries
I've been standing on the edge of me
standing on the edge of me
standing on the edge of me
standing on the edge of me
standing on the edge of everything
I've never been before
And I've been standing on the edge of me standing on the edge
And I'm on fire when You're near me
I'm on fire when You speak I'm on fire burning at these mysteries

ON FIRE, switchfoot

darkness

there is no single point of trauma that I can think of to explain how or why i react the way that i do. we were never poor, i was never mole...