I find myself wrong again
Staring out my window
Wondering what it is I should've said
I find myself at home again
Waiting for the after call
From fallout that feels like such a mess
Oh I can only be myself I'm sorry that's hell for you
Hey so what's my damage today
Don't let me get in your way
Let it out like you always do
The trouble between me and you
Is nothing new
So I listen to you complain and then
I bite my tongue in vain again
As I let it all just slowly settle in
Such a pretty picture that you paint
I'm so vile while you're a saint
Funny how your eyes see thick not thin
Oh I can only be myself
You're looking for someone else
Hey so what's my damage today
Don't let me get in your way
Let it out like you always do
The trouble between me and you
Is nothing new
You know how to give it
But you can't take it
It's all just a waste
So now you can save it
No matter what I do
It's never good enough
Never good enough
Hey so what's my damage today
Don't let me get in your way
Let it out like you always do
The trouble between me and you
Is nothing new
Save your breath 'cause here comes the truth
I'm over the drama of you
And that's something new
Well I'm staring out my window
Wondering what it is that I should have said
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Nothing New
Monday, May 29, 2006
Sunday, May 28, 2006
this is SO true
be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. -dr. seuss
Saturday, May 27, 2006
Friday, May 26, 2006
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Monday, May 22, 2006
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Friday, May 19, 2006
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Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Control - Poe
Don't you mess with a little girl's dream
'Cause she's liable to grow up mean
Surprised you to find that I'm laughing?
You thought that you'd find me in tears
You thought I'd be crawling the walls
Like a tiny mosquito and trembling in fear
Well you may be king for the moment
But I am a queen understand
And I've got your pawns and your bishops
And castles
All inside the palm of my hand
While you were looking the other way
While you had your eyes closed
While you were licking your lips
'Cause I was miserable
While you were selling your soul
While you were tearing a hole in me
I was taking control
Now I have taken control
Now I have taken control...
This is beginning to feel good
Watching you squirm in your shoes
A small bead of sweat on your brow
And a growl in your belly you're scared to let through
You thought you could keep me from loving
You thought you could feed on my soul
But while you were busy destroying my life
What was half in me has become whole
While you were looking the other way
While you had your eyes closed
While you were licking your lips
'Cause I was miserable
While you were selling your soul
While you were tearing a hole in me
I was taking control
Now I have taken control
Now I have taken control...
So this is how it feels
To breath in the summer air
The feel the sand between my toes
And love inside my ear
All those things that you taught me to fear
I've got them in my garden now
And you're not welcome here
Come here!
Come a little bit closer
Let me look at you
I gave you the benefit
Of the doubt it's true
But keep in mind my darling
Not every saint is a fool
(Don't) While you were looking the other way
(You mess) While you had your eyes closed
(With me) While you were licking your lips
'Cause I was miserable
(Don't) While you were selling your soul
(You mess) While you were tearing a hole in me
I was taking control
Now I have taken control
Now I have taken control...
Don't you mess with me
Father:
This cannot be all that there is to life, because in our confrontation
with an enormous and cold universe, there is something comical to the idea
that we can really enforce our will on humanity. Power...corrupts!
It's your world. Do with it what you want!
No. That's not the way to do it.
Power...That's not the way to do it.
Paradox
No. It's your world
No. It's your world
No. It's your world
NO!
Control it! Control it!
Daughter :
This is scaring me.
Daughter :
I live at the end of a 5 and 1/2 minute hallway
I live at the end of a 5 and 1/2 minute hallway
Father:
And at the end of it all lies, of course, the final
phenomenon of deterioration - entropy, which is a predictable
deteriortion when the creative energy ceases:
Everything has evolved.
Daughter:
Why are you always so serious?!
'Cause she's liable to grow up mean
Surprised you to find that I'm laughing?
You thought that you'd find me in tears
You thought I'd be crawling the walls
Like a tiny mosquito and trembling in fear
Well you may be king for the moment
But I am a queen understand
And I've got your pawns and your bishops
And castles
All inside the palm of my hand
While you were looking the other way
While you had your eyes closed
While you were licking your lips
'Cause I was miserable
While you were selling your soul
While you were tearing a hole in me
I was taking control
Now I have taken control
Now I have taken control...
This is beginning to feel good
Watching you squirm in your shoes
A small bead of sweat on your brow
And a growl in your belly you're scared to let through
You thought you could keep me from loving
You thought you could feed on my soul
But while you were busy destroying my life
What was half in me has become whole
While you were looking the other way
While you had your eyes closed
While you were licking your lips
'Cause I was miserable
While you were selling your soul
While you were tearing a hole in me
I was taking control
Now I have taken control
Now I have taken control...
So this is how it feels
To breath in the summer air
The feel the sand between my toes
And love inside my ear
All those things that you taught me to fear
I've got them in my garden now
And you're not welcome here
Come here!
Come a little bit closer
Let me look at you
I gave you the benefit
Of the doubt it's true
But keep in mind my darling
Not every saint is a fool
(Don't) While you were looking the other way
(You mess) While you had your eyes closed
(With me) While you were licking your lips
'Cause I was miserable
(Don't) While you were selling your soul
(You mess) While you were tearing a hole in me
I was taking control
Now I have taken control
Now I have taken control...
Don't you mess with me
Father:
This cannot be all that there is to life, because in our confrontation
with an enormous and cold universe, there is something comical to the idea
that we can really enforce our will on humanity. Power...corrupts!
It's your world. Do with it what you want!
No. That's not the way to do it.
Power...That's not the way to do it.
Paradox
No. It's your world
No. It's your world
No. It's your world
NO!
Control it! Control it!
Daughter :
This is scaring me.
Daughter :
I live at the end of a 5 and 1/2 minute hallway
I live at the end of a 5 and 1/2 minute hallway
Father:
And at the end of it all lies, of course, the final
phenomenon of deterioration - entropy, which is a predictable
deteriortion when the creative energy ceases:
Everything has evolved.
Daughter:
Why are you always so serious?!
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Dogs rule
The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog.
~ George Graham Vest
~ George Graham Vest
Monday, May 15, 2006
intake and gauges
this is my intake...well it was an intake now its just a high flow air filter cuz the intake didnt fit...? lol

check out my new gauges on my car....

i got some pimp stuff for my bday....

check out my new gauges on my car....

i got some pimp stuff for my bday....
isnt it funny how people will consistently disappoint you? i miss lmp. when she's around it seems like everything is gravy. check this out:
"How many young hearts have revealed the fact that what they had been trained to imagine, the highest earthly felicity, was but the beginning of care, disappointment, and sorrow, and often led to the extremity of mental and physical suffering.” ~Catharine Esther Beecher
so have u ever had someone just pull the rug out from under you with no prior warning? what about ever had someone just give up on you and not do anything about it? well let me tell ya its so effin awesome. happy monday.
"How many young hearts have revealed the fact that what they had been trained to imagine, the highest earthly felicity, was but the beginning of care, disappointment, and sorrow, and often led to the extremity of mental and physical suffering.” ~Catharine Esther Beecher
so have u ever had someone just pull the rug out from under you with no prior warning? what about ever had someone just give up on you and not do anything about it? well let me tell ya its so effin awesome. happy monday.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
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Tuesday, May 9, 2006
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Tuesday, May 2, 2006
Monday, May 1, 2006
the true story of...
the true story of what was
the light blue flickering rhythm
of the neighbor's big console t.v.
is basking on the ceiling
of another insomniatic spree
and outside sleep's open window
between the drops of rain
history is writing a recipe book
for every earthly pain
oh to clean up the clutter of echoes
coming in and out of focus
words spoken
like locusts
sing and sing
in my head
and thing is
they often seem
in my memory's long dream
to be superfluous to
the true story of what was
cuz
real is real regardless
of what you try to say
or say away
real is real relentless
while words distract and dismay
words that change their tune
though the story remains the same
words that fill me quickly
and then are slow to drain
dialogues that dither down reminiscent
of the way it likes to rain
every screen
a smoke screen
oh to dream
just for a moment
the picture
outside the frame
then in a flash
the light blue horizon
spanning a sudden black
is sucked into the vanishing point
and quiet rushes back
to search for the downbeat
in a tabla symphony
to search in the darkness
for someone who looks like me
(though i'm not really who i said i was
or who i thought i'd be)
just a collection of recollections
conversations consisting
of the kind of marks we make
when we're trying to get a pen to work again
a lifetime of them!
cough…cough…ahem…
i say to me
now here listening
i say to the locusts
that sing and sing to me sitting
now here on the front porch swing of my eyes:
i hereby amend
whatever i've ever said
with this sigh
words and music by ani difranco © 2004 righteous babe music / BMI
the light blue flickering rhythm
of the neighbor's big console t.v.
is basking on the ceiling
of another insomniatic spree
and outside sleep's open window
between the drops of rain
history is writing a recipe book
for every earthly pain
oh to clean up the clutter of echoes
coming in and out of focus
words spoken
like locusts
sing and sing
in my head
and thing is
they often seem
in my memory's long dream
to be superfluous to
the true story of what was
cuz
real is real regardless
of what you try to say
or say away
real is real relentless
while words distract and dismay
words that change their tune
though the story remains the same
words that fill me quickly
and then are slow to drain
dialogues that dither down reminiscent
of the way it likes to rain
every screen
a smoke screen
oh to dream
just for a moment
the picture
outside the frame
then in a flash
the light blue horizon
spanning a sudden black
is sucked into the vanishing point
and quiet rushes back
to search for the downbeat
in a tabla symphony
to search in the darkness
for someone who looks like me
(though i'm not really who i said i was
or who i thought i'd be)
just a collection of recollections
conversations consisting
of the kind of marks we make
when we're trying to get a pen to work again
a lifetime of them!
cough…cough…ahem…
i say to me
now here listening
i say to the locusts
that sing and sing to me sitting
now here on the front porch swing of my eyes:
i hereby amend
whatever i've ever said
with this sigh
words and music by ani difranco © 2004 righteous babe music / BMI
knuckle down
knuckle down
that's just my cowgirl alter-ego
riding on her bar room bull
dripping with the sweat of irony
as the cowboys whoop and drool
shooting glances at the mirror
to see if her scar is showing
she is truly going nowhere tonight
lecherous old lady wanna-be
much too young and shy
flailing her whole life
just thinking she can teach herself to fly
vehement romantic
frantic for forever right now
but forever's going nowhere tonight
sick of goading her self-loathing
she thinks, i think i'd better leave
'course whiskey makes me smarter
and i'm happy as can be
but please excuse me darlin
it's not you
it's me
and there's a dusty old dust storm on mars, they say
so tonight you can't see it too clear
still i stood in line to look through their telescope
looked like a distant ship light
as seen from a foggy pier
and i know that i was warned
still it was not what i hoped
yes i know that i was warned
still it was not what i hoped
i think i'm done gunnin to get closer
to some imagined bliss
i gotta knuckle down
and just be ok with this
i'm gonna knuckle down
just be ok with this
'course that star struck girl is already someone i miss
i swear some stuff you just see better from further away
and i think i communicate best now, the less i say
and i can't dance if the band can't play
and the vibe is going nowhere tonight
'cuz somewhere between Hollywood and its pretty happiness
and an anguish so infinite it's anybody's guess
is a place where people are all teachers
and this just one long class
and that ass will get you nowhere tonight
there's a dusty old dust storm on mars they say
so tonight you can't see it too clear
still i stood in line to look through their telescope
looked like a distant ship light
as seen from a foggy pier
and i know that i was warned
still it was not what i hoped
yeah i know that i was warned
still it was not what i hoped
i think i'm done gunnin to get closer
to some imagined bliss
i gotta knuckle down
just be ok with this
gotta knuckle down
just be ok with this
'course that star struck girl
is already someone i miss
WORDS AND MUSIC BY ANI DIFRANCO
that's just my cowgirl alter-ego
riding on her bar room bull
dripping with the sweat of irony
as the cowboys whoop and drool
shooting glances at the mirror
to see if her scar is showing
she is truly going nowhere tonight
lecherous old lady wanna-be
much too young and shy
flailing her whole life
just thinking she can teach herself to fly
vehement romantic
frantic for forever right now
but forever's going nowhere tonight
sick of goading her self-loathing
she thinks, i think i'd better leave
'course whiskey makes me smarter
and i'm happy as can be
but please excuse me darlin
it's not you
it's me
and there's a dusty old dust storm on mars, they say
so tonight you can't see it too clear
still i stood in line to look through their telescope
looked like a distant ship light
as seen from a foggy pier
and i know that i was warned
still it was not what i hoped
yes i know that i was warned
still it was not what i hoped
i think i'm done gunnin to get closer
to some imagined bliss
i gotta knuckle down
and just be ok with this
i'm gonna knuckle down
just be ok with this
'course that star struck girl is already someone i miss
i swear some stuff you just see better from further away
and i think i communicate best now, the less i say
and i can't dance if the band can't play
and the vibe is going nowhere tonight
'cuz somewhere between Hollywood and its pretty happiness
and an anguish so infinite it's anybody's guess
is a place where people are all teachers
and this just one long class
and that ass will get you nowhere tonight
there's a dusty old dust storm on mars they say
so tonight you can't see it too clear
still i stood in line to look through their telescope
looked like a distant ship light
as seen from a foggy pier
and i know that i was warned
still it was not what i hoped
yeah i know that i was warned
still it was not what i hoped
i think i'm done gunnin to get closer
to some imagined bliss
i gotta knuckle down
just be ok with this
gotta knuckle down
just be ok with this
'course that star struck girl
is already someone i miss
WORDS AND MUSIC BY ANI DIFRANCO
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