Friday, May 27, 2011

currently listening to: it'll all work out by tom petty

take me out tonight
where there's music and there's people
and they're young and alive
driving in your car
i never never want to go home
because i haven't got one
anymore.

take me out tonight
because i want to see people
and i want to see life
driving in your car
oh, please don't drop me home
because it's not my home
it's their home
and i'm welcome no more

and if a double-decker bus
crashes into us 
to die by your side
is such a heavenly way to die
and if a ten-ton truck
kills the both of us
to die by your side
well the pleasure, the privilege is mine.

there is a light and it never goes out.








happy late birthday bob.




who doesn't love a guiness



carpe diem. seize the day boys. make your lives extraordinary.



Thursday, May 26, 2011

currently listening to: far away by carole king

i don't have to leave anymore. what i have is right here.
spend my nights and days before, searching the world for what's right here.
underneath and unexplored, islands and cities i have looked.
here i saw something i couldn't overlook.
i am yours now so i don't ever have to leave.
i've been found out, so now i'll never explore.
see what i've done, that bridge is on fire.
back to where i've been, i'm froze by desire.
no need to leave.
where would i be if this were to go under?
that's a risk i'd take, i'm froze by desire
as if a choice i'd make.









let's explore!





this is not a matter of not changing anything, 
but of not grasping anything, and of opening our eyes and our heart.

and as we wind on down the road
our shadows taller than our soul
there walks a lady we all know
who shines white light and wants to show
how everything still turns to gold
and if you listen very hard
the tune will come to you at last
when all are one and one is all
to be a rock and not to roll.

but of all these friends and lovers
there is no one compares with you.
and these memories lose their meaning
when i think of love as something new.
though i know i'll never lose affection
for people and things that went before
i know i'll often stop and think about them.
in my life, i love you more.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

currently listening to: come pick me up by ryan adams

five mile run, great music, whole wheat toast, a nectarine, and a cup of coffee. beautiful morning.






 There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends. 











i can't get enough tom petty today.

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands