Take my hand, we're off to NeverNever Land.

27.6.05

off to the land of smiles. catch y'all in a bit.

fresh from recluse 07:12 [+]

Hey will you stay awhile
My smile will not mislead you
Cause I've been alone
My faith turned to stone
Still there's something in you I believe in
Close to the pierce I go wild and fierce
Still I let you be, I feel you next to me
Cause inside I feel a wind that starts to blow
I'm taken in your undertow
Everything is fine, I'm lonely all the time
Cause all I want to do is be there
For the things that you're going through
Well, is it good for you is it good for you
Cause you haunt my nights when
I don't know where my life should go
Well, is it good for you, is it good for you
Hey child please stay a while
My smile will not mislead you
Cause I've been without I go wild with doubt
I grab at you I can't stop grabbing at you
Cause I feel you cross my mind
In disarray, intoxicated ricochet
There's nothing wrong just don't take too long
Cause all I want to do is be there
For the things that you're going through
Well, is it good for you is it good for you
Cause you haunt my nights when
I don't know where my life should go
Well, is it good for you
Well, is it good for you
All I want to do is be there
For the things that you're going through
Well is it good for you
Well is it good for you
Cause you haunt my nights when
I don't know where my life should go
Well is it good for you
Well is it good for you

Third Eye Blind - Good For You

disclaimer:
'tis just a tune i been hooked on since i was 14, in case some of u out there start getting all the wrong ideas into yr head.

fresh from recluse 00:50 [+]

the amount of conversation we had tonight must've been more than all the phone conversations we ever had over the past 3 years combined.

fresh from recluse 11:20 [+]

so there they were, armed with their weapons so long unused no one knows if they've become obsolete, running and tumbling along mosquito-infested Murai. like toy soldiers with no aim, they were at the beck and call of one man alone. they were fighting a make believe war. an invisible war. a war of ballooned, ill-proportioned egoes.

fresh from recluse 07:52 [+]

Girl recognize game, before game recognize you
You're dealin wit a player, true
Now whatchu wanna do?
We can kick it and go puff on a blunt
Oh you don't smoke? Grab a pint of Hen' then we can get drunk
It's up to you, I'm the man but baby just let me know
Cuz if you got an attitude I could treat you just like a hoe
Get to rollin wit me baby, hop in there's enough room
We can gaze at the stars that shine like the moon
Gimme a chance to show ya, and a chance to know ya
Just be true, and there's nothing I won't do, for ya
Some women like to play it foul (foul)
But them the kind I put in the place of a child (child)
Don't worry be happy and smile and. . .

fresh from recluse 04:09 [+]