Archive | May, 2012

I’D LIKE

5 May

 

What would you do if I kissed you?
What would you do if I held your hand and laid you down?
Would you find me overly familiar towards you?
Would you call me insensitive, and say that I deserve to die?
What do I do with all these feelings tearing me up inside?
What do I do with all these wasted hours dreaming of you at night?

I’ d like

to call you sometime

What would you do if you knew the truth?
What would you do if I told you the story of my life?
Would you find me overly familiar towards you?
Would you call me crude, fling me aside to the birds?

What do I do with all these feelings holding me back inside?
What do I do with all these wasted hours dreaming of you at night?

I’d like to call you sometime
I’d like you to need me one time

I’d like to call you sometime
What would you do if I kissed you?
What would you do if I held your hand and laid you down?
Would you recognize it’s a need I’ve been fighting for so long?
Would you recognize it’s a hunger only you can fill?

What do I do with all these feelings warming me up inside?
What do I do with all these precious hours dreaming of you at night?

I’d like to call you sometime
I’d like you to need me one time
I’d like to have you all the time
I’d like to call you…

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LOSING MY WAY

5 May

Yeah, um,  Uh, excuse me

Hi my name is Bob and I work at my job
I make forty-some dollars a day
I used to be the man in my hometown
’til I started to lose my way
It all goes back to when I dropped out of school
Having fun, I was living the life
But now I got a problem with that little white rock
See I can’t put down the pipe

And…

it is breaking me down
Watching the world spin round
While my dreams fall down
Is anybody out there?

It is breaking me down
No more friends around…
And my dreams fall down…
Is anybody out there?

Can anybody out there hear me?
‘Cause I can’t seem to hear myself
Can anybody out there see me?
‘Cause I can’t seem to see myself…

There’s gotta be a heaven somewhere
Can you save me from this hell?

Can anybody out there feel me?
‘Cause I can’t seem to feel myself

Losing my way
Keep losing my way…
Keep losing my way…
Can you help me find my way?

Now you gotta understand I was a family man
I would have done anything for my own
But I couldn’t get a grip on my new found itch
So I ended up all alone
I remember where I was when I got my first buzz
See I thought I was living the life
And the craziest thing is I’ll probably never know the color of my daughter’s
eyes…

And…

it is breaking me down
Watching the world spin ’round
While my dreams fall down
Is anybody out there?

It is breaking me down
No more friends around…
And my dreams fall down…
Is anybody out there?

Can anybody out there hear me?
‘Cause I can’t seem to hear myself
Can anybody out there see me?
‘Cause I can’t seem to see myself
There’s gotta be a heaven somewhere (There’s gotta be a heaven somewhere)
Can you save me from this hell? (Can you save me?)
Can anybody out there feel me?
‘Cause I can’t seem to feel myself.

Can you help find my way?

Can you help me find my way?

Oh my god please forgive me (father hear me pray)
‘Cause I know I’ve done some wrong in this life
If I could do it all again (do it all again)
Have just one more chance
To take all those wrongs and make them right (Oh!….)

There’s gotta be a heaven somewhere (gotta be a heaven somewhere…hey…)
Can you save me from this hell?

KIM KARDASHIAN’S PERSONALITY

5 May

4 May

As usual, we always support some righteous anger.

Walubengo's Den

After a lot of thought and reflection, I decided to write something to Mwai Kibaki. Being an optimist, I felt it better to focus on the positive and find things to be grateful for. So I made a list:

Thank you for almost single handedly resurrecting the tribal tensions in this country.

Thank you for showing us that in this advanced day and age, in a civilized country like Kenya, we still need to jealously guard our democracy from people like you and those around you.

Thank you for helping to destroy trust in the Electoral Commission of Kenya, which now more than ever needed Kenyans to believe in it.

Thank you for showing how difficult it is in Africa for an incumbent to leave office, even when the people so obviously don’t want him.

Thank you for stealing an election, when we all thought it was impossible in this…

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4 May

Wonderful song.

The Battousai

It’s easier to fall
and harder to stand.

It’s easier to cry
and harder to laugh,

And I don’t know how,
I don’t know why

But you’re the light on my shoulder
When I’m tired

It’s easier to run
and harder to be still

It’s easier to think
and harder to feel,

And I don’t know how,
I don’t know why

But you’re the light on my shoulder
When I’m tired

It’s easier to hide
and harder to trust

It’s easier to hate
and harder to love

And I don’t know how,
I don’t know anything

But you’re the temper in my voice
When I sing….

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THIS IS THE THING

4 May

 

I don’t know if you noticed anything different
It’s getting dark and it’s getting cold and the nights are getting long
I don’t know if you even noticed at all
That I’m long gone baby,

I’m long gone

And the things that keep us apart keep me alive and
The things that keep me alive keep me alone

This is the thing

I don’t know if you notice anything missing
Like the leaves on the trees or my clothes all over the floor
I don’t know if you’ll even notice at all
Coz I was real quiet when I closed the door

And the things that keep us apart keep me alive

and

The things that keep me alive keep me alone

This is the thing

I don’t know if you notice anything different
I don’t know if you even notice at all
I don’t know if you notice anything missing

This Is The Thing

This Is The Thing.

ASHES AND WINE

4 May

 

Don’t know what to do anymore
I’ve lost the only love worth fighting for

I’ll drown in my tear storming sea,
That would show you, that would make you hurt like me

All the same
I don’t want mudslinging games

It’s such a shame
To let you walk away

Is there a chance?
A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?
A reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind?
Or are we ashes and wine?

Don’t know if our fate’s already sealed
This day’s spinning circus on a wheel

I’m ill with the thought of your kiss
Coffee laced intoxicating on her lips

Shut it out

I’ve got no claim on you now
Not allowed to wear your freedom down

Is there a chance?
A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?
A reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind?
Or are we ashes and wine?

I’ll tear myself away
That is what you need

There is nothing left to say
But

Is there a chance?
A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?
A reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind?

Or are we ashes and wine?

The day’s still ashes and wine
Or are we ashes?

 

 

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