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Wed 05/09/07 08:27 AM
Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of blue
St. Anne's skirts are billowing
But down here in the city of limelights
The fans of Santa Ana are withering
And you can't deny the living is easy
If you never look behind the scenery
It's Showtime for dry climes
And bedlam is dreaming of rain

When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the MURDER wind
So many lives are on the breeze
Even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning

This is not a test
of the emergency broadcast system
When Malibu fires and radio towers
Conspire to dance again
And I cannot believe the Media Mecca
They're only trying to peddle reality
Catch it on Prime Time
Story at nine
The whole world is going insane

When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the MURDER wind
So many lives are on the breeze
Even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is Burning

A placard reads "the end of days"
Jacaranda boughs are bending in the haze
More a question than a curse
How could hell be any worse
The flames are stunning
The cameras running
So take warning!

When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the MURDER wind
So many lives are on the breeze
Even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning

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Mon 05/07/07 04:29 PM
you've got to get better,
said, it's all in your head,
we could live through these letters
or forget it altogether,
see the months they dont matter
its the days i can't take
when the hours move to minutes
and i'm seconds away,

just ask the question come untie the knot
say you won't care,
say you won't care,
retrace the steps, as if we forgot,
say you won't care,
say you won't care,
you try to avoid it, but there's not a doubt
and there's one thing i can do nothing about...

when all that we need is just a reaction,
its too much to ask for when there's no attraction anymore,
chasing our dreams is just a distraction
i want to remember what i know...
that i can't go back,

just ask the question, come untie the knot
say you wont care
say you wont care
retrace the steps as if we forgot
say you wont care
say you wont care
you try to avoid it (try to avoid it)
but theres not a doubt
and theres one thing i can do nothing
theres one thing i can do nothing
theres one thing i can do nothing about

just ask the question (just ask the question)
come untie the knot
say you wont care
say you wont care
retrace the steps (retrace the steps)
as if we forgot
say you wont care
say you wont care
you try to avoid it (try to avoid it)
but theres not a doubt
and theres one thing i can do nothing
theres one thing i can do nothing
theres one thing i can do nothing about

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Mon 05/07/07 10:30 AM
Tuesday wakes up silent
And there aren't enough pills to sleep
And then it cuts out like miswired shortwave radio
It's over
But nothing can change to ever make it right
When you live in a nightmare
It's written all over your face.

And in a short time
You're never the same again
The distance is streamlined
Between decision and defense:

Distorient the senses
Loss of identity
No one to trust
no one to trust

LIFE(RUNS)
THROUGH(THIS)
TRADE

I am no killer
But I still hide my face
In the coming days

I wake up every morning
From the same dream
But you can't change the letters when the ink dries

I woke up on the sidewalk and everything just changed
Now the lights are blinking but I can't see anything

Everything's falling apart:
Crumpled paper
Crushed tin cans
Broken bottles
Paper scraps
We're all the same
We're all the same
paper scraps
we're all the same
we're all the same
But I am the killer

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Tue 05/01/07 08:40 AM
im glad you guys like.

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Mon 04/30/07 01:24 PM

I heard a voice through the discord"
Of a deluge of passersby.
I saw one gaze frozen in time
Watching me passing by.

I swear I'll know your face in the crowd,
And I'll hear your voice so loud
When you're whispering...

Hey unfaithful I will teach you
To be stronger, to be stronger.
Hey ungraceful I will teach you
To forgive one another.

Here's my kiss to betray
Desperate to brush the lips of grace.
Do you feel hollow when you think of how I've lied?

Oh sweet angel of mercy with your grace like the morning
Wrap your loving arms around me.
Oh sweet angel of mercy with your grace like the morning
Wrap your loving arms around me.

Hey unfaithful I will teach you
To be stronger, to be stronger.
Hey ungraceful I will teach you
To forgive one another.
Hey unfaithful I will teach you
To be stronger, to be stronger.
Hey unloving, I will love you,
I will love you, I will love you.

Hey unloving

I will love you

Jesus I'm ready to come home.

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Mon 04/30/07 09:15 AM
yes it is the used. i love them.

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Sat 04/28/07 08:59 AM
The cup is not half empty as pessimists say
as far as he sees nothing's left in the cup
A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge
since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up

A singer, a writer,
he's not dreaming now of going no where
he gave heed to nothing
and all that he was is just a tragedy

So he voyages in circles succeeds getting nowhere
and submits to the substance that first got him there, there, there,
there

violent frustration
he cries out to God or just no one
is there a point to this madness
and all that he was is just a tragedy

He feels alone
His heart in his hand
He's alone
He feels like
I feel

Then on that last day he breaks
and he stood tall
then he yelled, then he yelled,
and took his life
(Why world? WHY WORLD?? Hate you! HATE YOU!!! BYE WORLD!!!!!!)

violent frustration
he cries out to God or just no one
is there a point to this madness
and all that he was is just a tragedy

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Fri 04/27/07 09:29 AM
yeah i like it

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Thu 04/26/07 05:31 PM
yeah

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Thu 04/26/07 05:24 PM
light breaks underneath
a heavy door
and i try to keep myself awake
fall all around us on a hotel floor
and you think that you've made a mistake
and theres a pain in my stomach
from another sleepless binge
and i struggle to get myself up again
i want to hang onto something
that wont break away or fall apart
like the pieces of my heart

and globes and maps are all around me now
i want to feel you breathe me
globes and maps i see surround you here
why wont you believe me?
globes and maps they chartered your way back home
do you want to leave or something?

dreams came around you
in a hazy rain
you open your mouth wide to feel them fall
and i write a letter from a one-way train
but i dont think youll read it at all

And globes and maps are all around me now
I want to feel you breathe me
why won't you believe me
And globes and maps i see surround you here
why won't you believe me?
Globes and maps they charter your way back home
Do you want to leave or something

i cant take this anymore
i know that i cant take this anymore
i cant take this anymore
cuz i know someday ill see you walk out that door

Globes and Maps are all around me now
I want to feel you breathe me
Globes and maps i see surround you here
why won't you believe me
Globes and maps they charter your way back home
do you want to leave, do you want to leave
Globes and maps they charter your way back home
Do you want to leave or something

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Thu 04/26/07 12:40 PM
well she can sure try. but i have freedon of speech. lolbigsmile

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Thu 04/26/07 12:22 PM
A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the
Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him. He asked, "What
are all those clocks?"

St. Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a
Lie-Clock. Every time you lie, the hands on your clock will move."


"Oh," said the man, "whose clock is that?" "That's Mother Teresa's. The
hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie."


"Incredible," said the man.


"And whose clock is that one?" St. Peter responded, "That's Abraham
Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that Abe told
only two lies in his entire Life."


"Where's Hillary Clinton's clock?" asked the man.


"Hillary's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."



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Mon 04/16/07 11:59 AM
i will have to go with you on the redwings. they have a powerhouse team
right now

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Thu 04/12/07 09:27 AM
1. maybe
2.what ever came to mind i guess
3.no
4.have and will