Wednesday, October 24, 2007

we were living dreams...

You close your eyes and kiss your hand, then you blow it. But it isn't meant for me, and I notice. If the choice was ours alone, then why'd we both choose letting go? Does it end like this? Time never had a chance to heal your heart, just a number always counting down to a new start. If you always knew the truth, then the world would spin around you. Are you dizzy yet? Respectfully, some honesty, I'm calling out. Do you hear this conversation we talk about? Back away to the safety of a quiet house. If there's half a chance in this moment when your eyes meet mine, we show it. All talk and not a lot to think, we were living dreams. And shame never crept close to our naked feet. If there's something left to lose, then don't let me wear out my shoes - I'm still walking. I tried, but it rang and rang; I called all night. On a pay phone, (remember those!) from another life? If everything I meant to you, you can lick and seal then fold in two, then I've been so blind. Respectfully, some honesty, I'm asking now. Do you hear the conversation we talk about? Back away to the safety of a quiet house. If there's half a chance in this moment when your eyes meet mine, we show it. Oh, oh take it all back, take your first, your last, your only. Oh, oh take it all back, take it all back, everything you showed me. Oh, oh, this must be how it feels when the feelings goes. I told you as I hovered I'd never felt this way. You said "I had the shot that stops my clock," baby it's okay. You said you'd never have regrets. Jesus! Is there someone yet who got that wish? Did you get yours? Babe? Respectfully, some honesty, I'm asking now. Do you hear the conversation we talk around? Back away to the safety of a quiet house. If there's half a chance in this moment when your eyes meet mine, we show it.

~Jimmy Eat World

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There's always something left to lose.

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I've determined that the future is bleak when the past is so hard to let go of. Life is nothing but inevitabilities. Living is just trying impossibly to avoid them. The past is the sum of inevitabilities that have happened that usually determines the inevitabilities that are to follow. I've made enough mistakes. I've allowed myself to run into the inevitabilities and never flinched when they smacked me across the face. I've had enough. This needs to end. I can't let this rule and ruin my life any longer.