January 24, 2005

  • cedarling got me to thinking about my new Damien Rice album… playing it now.  it is soooooooooo goooooooooooood.  mmmmm… love it. 


    many people I love (I guess three is many) in crisis today.  I’m spitted.  I want to fix it.  fix it all… but all I can seem to do is play delicate music that makes my chest ping.  not helpful. 


    oh fuck me, I can’t go the gym with paula today, I have to do carpool to the skating rink.  urgh.  also I have to acquire a kid birthday prezzie.


    Damien Rice, Cannonball


    Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
    Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
    Still a little hard to say what’s going on

    Still a little bit of your ghost your witness
    Still a little BIT of your face I haven’t kissed
    You step a little closer EACH DAY
    Still I can’t SAY what’s going on

    Stones taught me to fly
    Love taught me to lie
    Life taught me to die
    So it’s not hard to fall
    When you float like a cannonball

    Still a little bit of your song in my ear
    Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
    You step a little closer TO ME
    So close that I can’t see what’s going on

    Stones taught me to fly
    Love taught me to cry
    So come on courage!
    Teach me to be shy
    ‘Cause it’s not hard to fall
    And I don’t WANNA scare her
    It’s not hard to fall
    And I don’t wanna lose
    It’s not hard to grow
    When you know that you just don’t know

Comments (5)

  • I’m up and running.
    Well, walking, I mean.
    Thank you.

  • you’re so cute with your music love.

  • from Bull Durham:

    “Well, I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman’s back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing Astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days… goodnight.”

    - Crash Davis

  • nice.. i’m glad someone else appreciates that quote the same way i do. just a good movie all around… there’s so much that’s so good about Susan Sarandon…

    I can seem to do is play delicate music that makes my chest ping

    yes… i have days like that too. what else would we do on those days, without the music?

  • I just dl’d the Damien Rice. Nice   Ty.

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