Sell Your Eggs in Strict Rotation.
I watch sometimes as people I knew drift away. Most of the time I let them go. I don't seem to have any will to make people stay, niggling thoughts make my head all crazylike and it is inevitable that friendships will just drift apart anyhow. So start out on your own and make the best of what you have. Right.. Yes.. I dont know.. I don't seem to be able to make any sense, or even have the notion and motivation to seperate all of this. So I'm leaving it to rest, with a gravestone upon to mound. R.I.P.
"Gravel"
i heard the sound of your bike,
as your wheels hit the gravel,
then your engine in the driveway
cutting off
and i pushed through the screen door
and i stood out on the porch
thinking fight, fight, fight
at all costs,
but instead i let you in,
just like i've always done
and i sat you down and offered you a beer
and across the kitchen table
i fired several rounds,
but you were still sitting here
when the smoke cleared.
and you came crawling back
to say that you wanna
make good in the end
and oh, oh,
let me count the ways
that i abhore you,
and you were never a good lay
and you were never a good friend
but, oh, oh, what else can i say...
i adore you
all i need is my leather,
one t-shirt and two socks,
i'll keep my hands warm
in your pockets
and we can use the engine block,
and we'll ride out to california
with my arms around your chest,
and i'll pretend that this is real
'cuz this is what i like best,
and you've been juggling two women
like a stupid circus clown
telling us both we are the one
and maybe you can keep me from ever being happy,
but you're not gonna stop me from having fun.
so let's go before i change my mind
i'll leave the luggage of all your lives behind
'cuz i am bigger than everything that came before
and you were never very kind,
and you let me way down every time
but oh, oh, oh what can i say...
i adore you
i heard the sound of your bike,
as your wheels hit the gravel,
then your engine in the driveway
cutting off
Update: 12.44am
I feel like shit. How i look, who i am. i feel like some passer by just staring at myself with all of my inperfections highlighted with permanent marker. a childs drawing with smudges and mistakes.. mismatched arms and legs.
I watch sometimes as people I knew drift away. Most of the time I let them go. I don't seem to have any will to make people stay, niggling thoughts make my head all crazylike and it is inevitable that friendships will just drift apart anyhow. So start out on your own and make the best of what you have. Right.. Yes.. I dont know.. I don't seem to be able to make any sense, or even have the notion and motivation to seperate all of this. So I'm leaving it to rest, with a gravestone upon to mound. R.I.P.
"Gravel"
i heard the sound of your bike,
as your wheels hit the gravel,
then your engine in the driveway
cutting off
and i pushed through the screen door
and i stood out on the porch
thinking fight, fight, fight
at all costs,
but instead i let you in,
just like i've always done
and i sat you down and offered you a beer
and across the kitchen table
i fired several rounds,
but you were still sitting here
when the smoke cleared.
and you came crawling back
to say that you wanna
make good in the end
and oh, oh,
let me count the ways
that i abhore you,
and you were never a good lay
and you were never a good friend
but, oh, oh, what else can i say...
i adore you
all i need is my leather,
one t-shirt and two socks,
i'll keep my hands warm
in your pockets
and we can use the engine block,
and we'll ride out to california
with my arms around your chest,
and i'll pretend that this is real
'cuz this is what i like best,
and you've been juggling two women
like a stupid circus clown
telling us both we are the one
and maybe you can keep me from ever being happy,
but you're not gonna stop me from having fun.
so let's go before i change my mind
i'll leave the luggage of all your lives behind
'cuz i am bigger than everything that came before
and you were never very kind,
and you let me way down every time
but oh, oh, oh what can i say...
i adore you
i heard the sound of your bike,
as your wheels hit the gravel,
then your engine in the driveway
cutting off
Update: 12.44am
I feel like shit. How i look, who i am. i feel like some passer by just staring at myself with all of my inperfections highlighted with permanent marker. a childs drawing with smudges and mistakes.. mismatched arms and legs.
i wasn't really embarrassed and i thought i would be
I don't know, i felt the same way a few years ago when all my childhood friends went their ways. However i started new relationships on a different basis since then. The people i am around, i connect with them in some sort of way. So really, some of them lead totally different lives than what they had when we met, however there is still some of that connection present, and until now i haven't lost one of those.
I don't know, people drift maybe because they weren't there all that much anyways. That is what i think, yet there are people who are so many miles away and are so present.