November 2002 rediagnosed with a recurring tumor I am going to bring you through the whole fun thing
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Brain Tumor History And Other Rants
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Monday, April 12, 2004
Sometimes you are just feeling the blues I guess. And then sometimes you just don’t even want to dwell on it, even though you got it. That’s where I’m at, I want to write in here but I don’t want to come off as being all self centered. Sometimes you just need to be reminded of some kick ass people in your life. It’s like that night when one cd won’t do, you would dig a combination of tunes. Dexter Gordon and Miles Davis mellow jazz. Lou Reed introspective stuff. Stones bluesy stuff. Even dusting off the old self loathing Cure stuff comes in. And let’s not forget Bobby D. You know, Dylan. Man we got 4 days of rain coming. Springtime is here.
And just because I am in this mood I am throwing out a pile of lyrics with no titles or authors….deal with it:
I ain't too good at conversation, girl,
So you might not know exactly how I feel,
But if I could, I'd bring you to the mountaintop, girl,
And build you a house made out of stainless steel.
But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting
That's hanging in the Louvre,
My throat start to tickle and my nose itches
But I know that I can't move.
I know this song
With this one really killer line
I don’t remember it exactly
But it slays me every time
It’s on the jukebox there
I know it’s number 55403
Go put that song on for me won’t you
And make Gracie think of me
Come over here from over there, girl,
Sit down here. You can have my chair.
I can't see us goin' anywhere, girl.
The only place open is a thousand miles away and I can't take you there.
I wish I'd have been a doctor,
Maybe I'd have saved some life that had been lost,
Maybe I'd have done some good in the world
'Stead of burning every bridge I crossed.
Desperado, oh, you ain’t gettin’ no youger
Your pain and your hunger, they’re drivin’ you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that’s just some people talkin’
Your prison is walking through this world all alone
Just wanna be that someone you weren't looking for
Some nameless fascination that showed up at your door
And when you're sad and blue my jokes still make you smile
And I could be with you awhile
Heal me with your laughter
Make me smile honey, it’s been days
Hold me in your arms now
Lock me in your gilded cage
Hold me till you heal me baby,
Fix my hearts gaping hole
Fix me babe I’m broken,
Like that screen on your back porch
you are a china shop
and i am a bull
you are really good food
and i am full
I woke up today
to find myself in the other place
with a trail of my footprints
from where I ran away
it seems everything I've heard
just might be true
and you know me
(well you think you do)
sometimes, I have everything......
yet I wish I felt something
do you know how far this has gone?
just how damaged have I become?
when I think I can overcome
it runs even deeper
in a dream I'm a different me
with a perfect you
we fit perfectly
for once in my life I feel complete
(and I still wanna ruin it)
afraid to look
as clear as day
this plan is long been underway
I hear them call
I cannot stay
the voice inviting me away
I close my eyes, you reappear
I always carry you inside, in here
I fall asleep, you come to me
And once again our love is real
How could I have let you get away
Why couldn't I have found a way to say
Tu eres el amor de mi vida (You are the love of my life)
Si solo te pudiera encontrar (If only I could find you)
Con todo el corazon te diria (With all my heart I would tell you)
Tu eres mi amor de verdad (you are my true love)
I look outside, I know you're there
And you've found a brand new life somewhere
I only wish it had been us
But I'm happy for your happiness
How could I ever let you go
How will I ever let you know
10:30 PM
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