I think I'm going to start a new theme for my journal posts. Instead of trying to explain in detail exactly everything I'm feeling I'm going to post a 'song of the day.' And then at the end of it explain the reasoning behind it. Starting with today...
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Artist: The Eels
Album: Electro-shock Blues
Song: The Medication is wearing off
see this watch she gave me?
well it still ticks away
the days I'm climbing back for me
the medication's wearing off
gonna hurt not a little, a lot
keep on tickin' you're not lickin' me
step on a crack break your mother's heart
red light green light black
suicide e-mail do not delete
plug it back in the jack
start to be what they want you to be
and you see yourself as they see you
sunsrise at the corner of
sunset and alvarado
I think what the hell do I do now
watch the day disintegrate
so I can stay up late and wait
see this watch she gave me?
well it still ticks away
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My friends, one by one, seem to be leaving me. Moving away, jobs or girlfriends that take all their time, and the such. It seems like everyone is going somewhere but me. I'm still stuck here. All I can do is try to carry on the best I can... try to keep a hold on my memories... my pleasure... my sanity...
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Artist: The Eels
Album: Electro-shock Blues
Song: The Medication is wearing off
see this watch she gave me?
well it still ticks away
the days I'm climbing back for me
the medication's wearing off
gonna hurt not a little, a lot
keep on tickin' you're not lickin' me
step on a crack break your mother's heart
red light green light black
suicide e-mail do not delete
plug it back in the jack
start to be what they want you to be
and you see yourself as they see you
sunsrise at the corner of
sunset and alvarado
I think what the hell do I do now
watch the day disintegrate
so I can stay up late and wait
see this watch she gave me?
well it still ticks away
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My friends, one by one, seem to be leaving me. Moving away, jobs or girlfriends that take all their time, and the such. It seems like everyone is going somewhere but me. I'm still stuck here. All I can do is try to carry on the best I can... try to keep a hold on my memories... my pleasure... my sanity...
amelia:
if you need me you know how to get a hold of me bryan ..you know that ... I care about you still...you will always be a close brother to me ..if you need me I'm in st. louis ...I will be through saturday..call me 217-474-9919