Welcome to Grimjack's Nostalgia Cafe...CASH ONLY. Now for a little Ministry from my college days:
Burning Inside
will these dreams still follow me
out of dark obscurity?
can't you see it up in the sky
as it kicks you in the face and sucks you dry
you never had the answers
and now you tell me the facts of life
i really couldn't be bothered with you
get out of my face and watch me die
burning inside! burning inside!
absolution and a frozen room
are the dreams of men below
i try to grab it but the touch is hot
the mirror collapses, but the image came not
i'm scared of the darkness in the light
i scare myself because i know i'm right
i see the evil in your savage eye
as it cuts right through the sky
burning inside! burning inside!
calling a mantra with a blade in the skin
for the demons within
i feel the pain is the death and decay
but the lesson never fades away
too little shadows, turn away
you throw the man through the window pane
another slave and a victim of fate
another lesson in hate
burning inside! burning inside!
I've been thinking about my past alot these last few days. Not that I don't dwell on my history often...I do quite a bit. But the death of a
college professor that I admired two weeks ago really opened up the floodgates.
I've been looking through the pictures, both physical and mental, remembering the events of my past. A cliche, I realize, but it's so surprising how fast the time goes by. I've been looking through concert ticket stubs and have noticed that over a decade has passed since I was at that gig. Even as I go through my albums, I realize that I bought this particular album 12 years ago, or that one 13 years ago.
It's not that it bothers me that much, really. In my mind's eye, everything feels like it happened just yesterday. Only, it hasnt...time has gone by. I can recall most everything...both good and bad, as if it just happened. But I keep asking myself If I've changed any. And if so, if the person I am now is any better than the person I was 13 years ago. Am I happy with who I've become? Is this the best things are going to get for me? Are all of my good times now in the past? Ten years from now, what will my memories be of THIS time in my life? Have I even done anything as of late to even warrant remembering them with clarity? A large part of me says, 'No.' Kind of makes me a little sad and bitter as well.
In the Jukebox these past couple of days:
1. Meat Beat Manifesto - 99%
2. Ministry - The mind is a terrible....
3. Beastie Boys - 5 Boroughs
4. Sonic Youth - Sonic Nurse
5. Ruby - Salt Peter
6. SCOTS - Zombified
7. Tori Amos - Songs from the Schoolgirl Choir
Burning Inside
will these dreams still follow me
out of dark obscurity?
can't you see it up in the sky
as it kicks you in the face and sucks you dry
you never had the answers
and now you tell me the facts of life
i really couldn't be bothered with you
get out of my face and watch me die
burning inside! burning inside!
absolution and a frozen room
are the dreams of men below
i try to grab it but the touch is hot
the mirror collapses, but the image came not
i'm scared of the darkness in the light
i scare myself because i know i'm right
i see the evil in your savage eye
as it cuts right through the sky
burning inside! burning inside!
calling a mantra with a blade in the skin
for the demons within
i feel the pain is the death and decay
but the lesson never fades away
too little shadows, turn away
you throw the man through the window pane
another slave and a victim of fate
another lesson in hate
burning inside! burning inside!
I've been thinking about my past alot these last few days. Not that I don't dwell on my history often...I do quite a bit. But the death of a
college professor that I admired two weeks ago really opened up the floodgates.
I've been looking through the pictures, both physical and mental, remembering the events of my past. A cliche, I realize, but it's so surprising how fast the time goes by. I've been looking through concert ticket stubs and have noticed that over a decade has passed since I was at that gig. Even as I go through my albums, I realize that I bought this particular album 12 years ago, or that one 13 years ago.
It's not that it bothers me that much, really. In my mind's eye, everything feels like it happened just yesterday. Only, it hasnt...time has gone by. I can recall most everything...both good and bad, as if it just happened. But I keep asking myself If I've changed any. And if so, if the person I am now is any better than the person I was 13 years ago. Am I happy with who I've become? Is this the best things are going to get for me? Are all of my good times now in the past? Ten years from now, what will my memories be of THIS time in my life? Have I even done anything as of late to even warrant remembering them with clarity? A large part of me says, 'No.' Kind of makes me a little sad and bitter as well.
In the Jukebox these past couple of days:
1. Meat Beat Manifesto - 99%
2. Ministry - The mind is a terrible....
3. Beastie Boys - 5 Boroughs
4. Sonic Youth - Sonic Nurse
5. Ruby - Salt Peter
6. SCOTS - Zombified
7. Tori Amos - Songs from the Schoolgirl Choir
VIEW 13 of 13 COMMENTS
karma:
FDR on sunday!!! IT's an all day thing. Just go when you feel like it. I guess I'll be there around 4 or 5. I'll be sportin my SG beater, so you can pick me out if ya feel like it. You should DEFINATLY bring a camera. Insane shit happens...
akirali:
I wanna ghet this figured out too. But they way I see it I've been dogged by women that I've gone to the same school with, lived in the same city with etc. Now that I have someone I'm genuinely in love with, I'll be damned if Im gonna let distance stop me from being happy. wish me luck