Seasonal affective disorder tiemz?
Dec. 1st, 2008 03:29 pmWhen I woke up, it was snowing. WTF Japan Tennessee?
Meme from everyone:
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
If you were here
I got something I don't think I deserve
Here we stand like an Adam and Eve
I got you arrested because
Let's go down to the sound tonight
From the first hello you gave to me
Wading through the waste stormy winter
Sheets of empty canvas
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
I'm lucky, I can open the door and I can walk down the street
My moon, my man's a changeable land
Your mother made you cry when she told you about the womb and how people die
Whiskey hold me well
Everything that keeps us together is falling apart
Gonna lose my way tomorrow
Darlin' don't you go and cut your hair
I don't mind stealing bread from the mouths of decadence
A long December and there's reason to believe
Flipped into the wind like the ashes of her cigarette
I was meant for the the stage
Say goodbye from the inside of another sleepless night
***
Huh.
Working, tired, feeling faily. D: D: D: Maybe the snow will stick.
Meme from everyone:
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
If you were here
I got something I don't think I deserve
Here we stand like an Adam and Eve
I got you arrested because
Let's go down to the sound tonight
From the first hello you gave to me
Wading through the waste stormy winter
Sheets of empty canvas
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
I'm lucky, I can open the door and I can walk down the street
My moon, my man's a changeable land
Your mother made you cry when she told you about the womb and how people die
Whiskey hold me well
Everything that keeps us together is falling apart
Gonna lose my way tomorrow
Darlin' don't you go and cut your hair
I don't mind stealing bread from the mouths of decadence
A long December and there's reason to believe
Flipped into the wind like the ashes of her cigarette
I was meant for the the stage
Say goodbye from the inside of another sleepless night
***
Huh.
Working, tired, feeling faily. D: D: D: Maybe the snow will stick.