June 3, 2006

Sail You home.

Tori Amos: 1000Oceans.

( I would normally just put the video..But the words are the imprtant part right now.)

These tears I’ve cried
I’ve cried 1000 oceans
And if it seems
I’m floating in the darkness
Well, I can’t believe that I would keep
Keep you from flying
And I would cry 1000 more
If that’s what it takes
To sail you home
Sail you home
Sail you home

I’m aware what the rules are
But you know that I will run
You know that I will follow you
Over silbury hill
Through the solar field
You know that I will follow you

And if I find you
Will you still remeber
Playing at trains
Or does this litte blue ball
Just fade away
Over silbury hill
Through the solar field
You know that I will follow you
I’m aware what the rules are
But you know that I will run
You know that I will follow you

These tears I’ve cried
I’ve cried 1000 oceans
And if it seems
I’m floating in the darkness
Well I can’t believe that I would keep
Keep you from flying
So I will cry 1000 more
If that’s what it takes
To sail you home
Sail you home
Sail you home
Sail
Sail you home

I have a poem: I have been working on it for a while. I hope it answers some epending questions..That might..come about eventually. If this makes no sense it is not for you.. I hope you like the poem anyway. : )

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You say you need me to write such lovely lies. You say you need me, my hand is no longer tied.

You say you need me. I can not be broken. I am not your good luck charm token.

I will nto win you the overstuffed bear.

I will not wear sexy underwear so you can smile with vasoline on your teeth..To make those teeth bigger.

So bigger.

I hate the way I don’t hate you. The way you get under my skin..The way it feels you abandoned me.

But I could call. But to dial those numbers, To listen to your voice just sounds like more then I can handle.

SO I dont.

I wait here. In my quiet dark place. I crawl underneath the floorboards to sleep. It is a good place to sleep. My own private tomb. In cased in this dark..But it is fleeting because even through the floor boards light seeps in..

I need an undeniable night to sweep it all under a rug. To take me back to what I once was.

Before you walked in and scattered my brain about to chaos. Before you tried a strng to each finger..each wrist and yanked me around to watch me dance.

Before you made me feel..

Why did you make me feel?

Fucking ANswer me..Why must I feel?

I know you can see this..I know you hear me. I know you know. Just like I know you know.

So Why won’t you fucking answer me?

Why must I feel so invisible? why must I feel like this ghost passing through.. passing through.

Passing through..

I would do it all. I would sail away. Just to get to you.

( I know it isnt happy..blergh sorry)

SOme icons..That really got the poem down :