cuke15's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The night, Chrissy, a couple of books, Candlebox - Far Behind Ok.. well this is an entry plus some song lyrics. Lucky you. Two for the price of one. Anyways, I just wanted to reiterate that I had a fun time, but it just felt aqwuard and there was a feeling on my behalf for something more. I'm sure Chrissy felt the same way, but with a different spin on it. Hopefully things will iron out though. That's all I can really think of right now, plus I'm downloading Candlebox. Candlebox is such a sad band. It's horribly depressing, but so real. They sound like they'd rock live. My fucking throat hurts. Gee, I wonder why. Anyways, I think it's time to unlock this things. I'm sure everyone can look at the things I wrote as a release and I'm sure they can tell by how I treat them how I truly feel about them. I've come to a conclusion that we all have some sort of paranoia. Shawn and Chrissy seem to have a paranoia of getting caught, I have a paranoia of people not liking me. It's weird. I couldn't be less nervous about ever being caught doing stuff, but I have a huge relationship paranoia. I wonder if anyone can support my theory. Anyways, I've got two books I'm looking at. They're supposed to be really good and I'm supposedly able to relate to them. Julie says (btw, she's being a bitch lately) that I can relate to Huxley's book.. but the two books are John Fante's "Ask the Dust" and Aldous Huxley's "Brave New World". If anyone has read either of these, I'd like to hear some opinions. I'm gonna go for now. Tim Here's the song: (Candlebox - Far Behind)
Now maybe I didn't mean to treat you bad But I did it anyway And now maybe Some would say your life was sad But you lived it anyway And so maybe Your friends they stand around they watch your crumble As you falter to the ground And then someday Your friends they stand beside as you were flying Oh you were flying oh so high But them someday people look at you for what they call their own They watch you suffer Yeah they hear you calling home But then some day we could take our time To brush the leaves aside so you can reach us But you left me far behind Now maybe I didn't mean to treat you oh so bad But I did it anyway Now maybe some would say you're left with what you had But you couldn't share the pain No, no, no Couldn't share the pain, they watch you suffer Now maybe I could have made my own mistakes But I live with what I've known And then maybe we might share in something great But won't you look at where we've grown Won't you look at where we've gone But then someday comes tomorrow holds a sense of what I feel for you in my mind As you trip the final line And that cold day when you lost control Shame you left my life so soon you should have told me But you left me far behind Now maybe I didn't mean to treat you oh so bad But I did it anyway Now maybe some would say you're left with what you had But you couldn't share the pain No, no, no Oh no Oh no no no no... Now maybe I didn't mean to treat you oh so bad But I did it anyway Now maybe some would say you're left with what you had But you couldn't share the pain I said times have changed your friends They come and watch you crumble to the ground They watch you suffer Yeah, they hold you down Hold you down Now maybe brother, maybe love I didn't mean to treat you bad But you left me far behind Left me far behind Left me far Behind 4:03 a.m. - 2002-07-08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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