Thursday, August 13, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
sunset rubdown is on my mind in this heat.
Idiot Heart
Stay away from open windows, and put the telephone down. Can you run as fast as this house will fall when the alarm bell sounds? No, I was never much of a dancer, but I know enough to know you've got to move your idiot body around, and that you can't settle down until the idiot in your blood settles down. So move around... If I found you in this city called Paradise, I'd say, "I love you, but I hate this city, and I'm no prize." You want to walk around like you own the joint, the way that Icarus thought he might own the sky. I say, "You can't settle down until the Icarus in your blood, in your blood, drowns... And if I was a horse, I would throw up the reins if I was you."
But look at you go (into the fire-star). Look at you go (you are a meteor). Look at you go...
And you know your heart, and you know your heart... but it's an idiot heart. And you know your heart, and you know your heart... but you can't settle down. No, you can't settle down. So just move around...
I hope that you died in a decent pair of shoes, you've hot a lot of long walking to do, where you're going to...
Stay away from open windows, and put the telephone down. Can you run as fast as this house will fall when the alarm bell sounds? No, I was never much of a dancer, but I know enough to know you've got to move your idiot body around, and that you can't settle down until the idiot in your blood settles down. So move around... If I found you in this city called Paradise, I'd say, "I love you, but I hate this city, and I'm no prize." You want to walk around like you own the joint, the way that Icarus thought he might own the sky. I say, "You can't settle down until the Icarus in your blood, in your blood, drowns... And if I was a horse, I would throw up the reins if I was you."
But look at you go (into the fire-star). Look at you go (you are a meteor). Look at you go...
And you know your heart, and you know your heart... but it's an idiot heart. And you know your heart, and you know your heart... but you can't settle down. No, you can't settle down. So just move around...
I hope that you died in a decent pair of shoes, you've hot a lot of long walking to do, where you're going to...
Labels:
idiot heart,
music to muse over,
sunset rubdown
Friday, July 3, 2009
alternative lifestyles of the rich in famous.
my life with two brothers. one is 15, the other 21. both can respectively be compared to ricky and bubbles from the trailer park boys.
i love them.
Labels:
brodeo,
brothers,
east vancouver,
movie night
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
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