March 11, 2003
6th Avenue heartache
I had my world strapped against my back
I held my hands, never knew how to act
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache
I was listening to the "Bringing down the horse" album by the Wallflowers when I fell and dislocated my elbow my sophmore year of college. (If you've never heard that story in its entirety, please have me tell you sometime). My dorm was on 6th Avenue -- I was all over singing that all the time. Now I work on 6th Avenue. Anyway, no rhyme or reason as to why I chose that to write about, just thought I would.
I'm just obsessed with music, I guess. I guess -- heck, I know I am. When I'm not thinking random thoughts about whatever, my brain is repeating a melody and lyrics. A few days ago I thought I would scream because I couldn't get, "you can run and you can hide, but I'm not leaving, 'less you come with me, we had our problems, but I'm on your side, you're all I need, please believe in me" out of my head. He's right, though, how many times can I say I'm sorry?? Not that I'm sorry about anything, I was just saying. ANYWAY, since I'm on a Phil Collins kick, "Is anybody listening? No reply at all". Now, over and done with my babbling for today.
Amy
I held my hands, never knew how to act
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it's drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache
I was listening to the "Bringing down the horse" album by the Wallflowers when I fell and dislocated my elbow my sophmore year of college. (If you've never heard that story in its entirety, please have me tell you sometime). My dorm was on 6th Avenue -- I was all over singing that all the time. Now I work on 6th Avenue. Anyway, no rhyme or reason as to why I chose that to write about, just thought I would.
I'm just obsessed with music, I guess. I guess -- heck, I know I am. When I'm not thinking random thoughts about whatever, my brain is repeating a melody and lyrics. A few days ago I thought I would scream because I couldn't get, "you can run and you can hide, but I'm not leaving, 'less you come with me, we had our problems, but I'm on your side, you're all I need, please believe in me" out of my head. He's right, though, how many times can I say I'm sorry?? Not that I'm sorry about anything, I was just saying. ANYWAY, since I'm on a Phil Collins kick, "Is anybody listening? No reply at all". Now, over and done with my babbling for today.
Amy
Posted by Amy at 15:32:03 |
