I think I liked you better
When all I had of you was your music
I knew you better then.
I know you less the more time I spend
Sent from my iPod
I do not edit these at all. I just type out what I wrote down, which also wasnt edited. This blog is not me showing you (who are you, anyway?) stuff I consider perfectly formed or whatever, its just raw material. I tend to use these later on to make more fully formed things (songs, for example), but this is me sharing my first impression, sketches, and feelings with anyone and everyone.
I think I liked you better
When all I had of you was your music
I knew you better then.
I know you less the more time I spend
Sent from my iPod
Waiting for the good times to come.
Everyone is talking to each other about things they don't really care
about
Waiting for the good times to come.
Everyone drinks just
a little more than they need to,
Waiting for the good times to come.
Sent from my iPod
This is a song I wrote. If you would like to hear it, it's available
on the Plastic Chair Explosion facebook page.
This is a story i've told before
I've lost a lot of things, lost a lot of beautiful things
This is a story you've heard before
I've lost a lot of things, lost a lot of goddamn things.
And you lend me your ear, your ear, your ear,
And you're trying to hear, to hear, to hear,
My words are hanging in the air
But they're not right, so I can't share
I tell you I've lost a lot of beautiful things,
But without my memories, how can you know what that means?
Sent from my iPod