I saw this article on Yahoo and it just reminded me of that British remake of the Longest Yard. I just couldn't help but laugh after reading the last paragraph.
Player sets unwanted record with three-second dismissal
Dec 29, 9:35 am EST
By Mitch Phillips
LONDON, Dec 29 (Reuters) - A player with English minor league club Chippenham Town has set a record for the fastest-red card in senior soccer when he was sent off for a wild tackle three seconds after kickoff, British media reported on Monday.
Striker David Pratt, 21, was dismissed in a Southern Premier League game against Bashley on Saturday.
The previous fastest sending-off is generally accepted to be 10 seconds for Bologna’s Giuseppe Lorenzo after he struck an opponent in a 1990 Italian league game.
English soccer’s previous “best” was 13 seconds when Sheffield Wednesday goalkeeper Kevin Pressman handled outside his box in a game in 2000.
Also in 2000 an English amateur player, Lee Todd, was sent off after two seconds when he responded to the referee’s whistle to start the game by saying “xxxx me, that was loud” and was dismissed for foul and abusive language.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Amos Lee-Skipping Stone
I don't know if I can do this alone
Oh after all our sweet love is flown
I've been a running
I've been skipping like a stone
And I don't know if I
I can do this all alone
When I met her she was standing by a door
I ain't never seen a light like that before
Now she's left me for something more sure
And I don't know if I
I can do this anymore
'Cause lovers will come, lovers will go
This rare seed are from which true love might grow
If you see her, won't you please say hello
'Cause I don't know if I can do this alone
Oh after all our sweet love is flown
I've been a running
I've been skipping like a stone
And I don't know if I
I can do this all alone
When I met her she was standing by a door
I ain't never seen a light like that before
Now she's left me for something more sure
And I don't know if I
I can do this anymore
'Cause lovers will come, lovers will go
This rare seed are from which true love might grow
If you see her, won't you please say hello
'Cause I don't know if I can do this alone
Adele-Make You Feel My Love
I'm not sure but I think it's originally sang by Bob Dylan. In any case, I like this version better. Simple and nice.
When the rain
Is blowing in your face
And the whole world
Is on your case
I could offer you
A warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows
And the stars appear
And there is no one there
To dry your tears
I could hold you
For a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you
Haven't made
Your mind up yet
But I would never
Do you wrong
I've known it
From the moment
That we met
No doubt in my mind
Where you belong
I'd go hungry
I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling
Down the avenue
No, there's nothing
That I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
The storms are raging
On the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
Though winds of change
Are throwing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing
Like me yet
I could make you happy
Make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends
Of the Earth for you
To make you feel my love
When the rain
Is blowing in your face
And the whole world
Is on your case
I could offer you
A warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows
And the stars appear
And there is no one there
To dry your tears
I could hold you
For a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you
Haven't made
Your mind up yet
But I would never
Do you wrong
I've known it
From the moment
That we met
No doubt in my mind
Where you belong
I'd go hungry
I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling
Down the avenue
No, there's nothing
That I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
The storms are raging
On the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
Though winds of change
Are throwing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing
Like me yet
I could make you happy
Make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends
Of the Earth for you
To make you feel my love
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Von Trapps Are Reunited, Without the Singing
I think this is a very interesting article. Is it always enjoyable to live with the last name that comes from a line of well-known legacy or heritage? I'm not so sure, you decide. But this article gives a great look into the real world that's not alwyas full of singing and story-book endings.
Full article at: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/12/25/business/25vontrapp.html?no_interstitial
Johannes von Trapp with his mother, Maria, in 1984. The von Trapp family was depicted in the movie “The Sound of Music,” in which Julie Andrews portrayed Mrs. von Trapp.
STOWE, Vt. — When Sam von Trapp, the grandson of Maria, the singing nun made famous by “The Sound of Music,” graduated from college, his father offered him a deal: Sam could do whatever he wanted for 10 years before he had to return home here to run the family’s ski lodge.
His father started calling him to come home after six years.
When Mr. von Trapp finally returned to take over from his father, Johannes, he had had quite a decade: teaching skiing in Aspen, modeling for Ralph Lauren, surfing in Chile and even making People magazine’s America’s Top 50 Bachelors list in 2001. Recently, he sat in a dark office at the Trapp Family Lodge, the inn his grandmother started, trying to decide what to do with some old curtains.
It is hard for anyone to untangle family history and allegiances during the holidays. When your last name is von Trapp, and Americans claim you as part of their own legacy, that task is just that much harder.
That legacy weighs on Mr. von Trapp even as he considers something as mundane as curtains.
In “The Sound of Music,” the beloved 1965 movie, Maria, the governess played by Julie Andrews, turned old curtains into play clothes for the seven von Trapp children, just as the real Maria had done. Mr. von Trapp figured that if he sold von Trapp draperies on eBay, he might turn a nice little profit.
“Nobody has the level of commitment I do,” said Mr. von Trapp, now 36, but with the energy and earnestness of a teenager. “Nobody has as much to gain.”
Despite the nostalgic mist around “The Sound of Music," Mr. von Trapp is taking over a business for a family that has had its share of ups and downs and disagreements.
When the von Trapps arrived in the United States in 1938, they settled in Pennsylvania and made money by singing baroque and folk music. By 1942, the family had bought a farm in Stowe. Maria rented out rooms in the house when the von Trapps were on tour singing.
Still, Johannes von Trapp, the 10th and youngest child, remembers growing up relatively anonymously in a quiet, strict home. That began to shift after the 1959 Broadway production of Rodgers and Hammerstein’s “The Sound of Music,” and when the movie opened, everything changed.
“You could no longer give your name anywhere without people saying ‘Oh, are you ... ?’ ” said the elder Mr. von Trapp, now 69. “The film, for better or for worse, made us a mass market commodity.”
Full article at: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/12/25/business/25vontrapp.html?no_interstitial
Johannes von Trapp with his mother, Maria, in 1984. The von Trapp family was depicted in the movie “The Sound of Music,” in which Julie Andrews portrayed Mrs. von Trapp.
STOWE, Vt. — When Sam von Trapp, the grandson of Maria, the singing nun made famous by “The Sound of Music,” graduated from college, his father offered him a deal: Sam could do whatever he wanted for 10 years before he had to return home here to run the family’s ski lodge.
His father started calling him to come home after six years.
When Mr. von Trapp finally returned to take over from his father, Johannes, he had had quite a decade: teaching skiing in Aspen, modeling for Ralph Lauren, surfing in Chile and even making People magazine’s America’s Top 50 Bachelors list in 2001. Recently, he sat in a dark office at the Trapp Family Lodge, the inn his grandmother started, trying to decide what to do with some old curtains.
It is hard for anyone to untangle family history and allegiances during the holidays. When your last name is von Trapp, and Americans claim you as part of their own legacy, that task is just that much harder.
That legacy weighs on Mr. von Trapp even as he considers something as mundane as curtains.
In “The Sound of Music,” the beloved 1965 movie, Maria, the governess played by Julie Andrews, turned old curtains into play clothes for the seven von Trapp children, just as the real Maria had done. Mr. von Trapp figured that if he sold von Trapp draperies on eBay, he might turn a nice little profit.
“Nobody has the level of commitment I do,” said Mr. von Trapp, now 36, but with the energy and earnestness of a teenager. “Nobody has as much to gain.”
Despite the nostalgic mist around “The Sound of Music," Mr. von Trapp is taking over a business for a family that has had its share of ups and downs and disagreements.
When the von Trapps arrived in the United States in 1938, they settled in Pennsylvania and made money by singing baroque and folk music. By 1942, the family had bought a farm in Stowe. Maria rented out rooms in the house when the von Trapps were on tour singing.
Still, Johannes von Trapp, the 10th and youngest child, remembers growing up relatively anonymously in a quiet, strict home. That began to shift after the 1959 Broadway production of Rodgers and Hammerstein’s “The Sound of Music,” and when the movie opened, everything changed.
“You could no longer give your name anywhere without people saying ‘Oh, are you ... ?’ ” said the elder Mr. von Trapp, now 69. “The film, for better or for worse, made us a mass market commodity.”
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Donavon Frankenreiter-Swing On Down
in the morning when the sun still shines
the last star lingers in the pale blue sky
that's when i know you're around
said that's when i know you're around
and in the evenin' when the light comes through the trees
the birds sing a song as if they're singin' to me
that's when i know you're around
said that's when i know you're around
i'm dreamin' if you could, swing on down, swing on down to me
i wanna know if you would swing on down, swing on down to me
every time i see somethin' like that... (swing on down, swing on down to me)
i want you to ... (swing on down, swing on down to me)
baby, won't you just ... (swing on down to me)
every time the rain comes out but the sun still wants to shout
that's when i know you're around
i said that's when i know you're around
ya know all the colors, they just speak to me
tell me stories of how it used to be when you were still around
i wish you were still around
cause i want you to swing on down
swing on down to me
from the clouds won't you just, swing on down to me
baby won't you just swing on down to me
i wanna see you today
i want you to swing on down to me
it's gonna feel so good
and all the colors they tell me things
the birds in the trees
and the stars in the sky
the last star lingers in the pale blue sky
that's when i know you're around
said that's when i know you're around
and in the evenin' when the light comes through the trees
the birds sing a song as if they're singin' to me
that's when i know you're around
said that's when i know you're around
i'm dreamin' if you could, swing on down, swing on down to me
i wanna know if you would swing on down, swing on down to me
every time i see somethin' like that... (swing on down, swing on down to me)
i want you to ... (swing on down, swing on down to me)
baby, won't you just ... (swing on down to me)
every time the rain comes out but the sun still wants to shout
that's when i know you're around
i said that's when i know you're around
ya know all the colors, they just speak to me
tell me stories of how it used to be when you were still around
i wish you were still around
cause i want you to swing on down
swing on down to me
from the clouds won't you just, swing on down to me
baby won't you just swing on down to me
i wanna see you today
i want you to swing on down to me
it's gonna feel so good
and all the colors they tell me things
the birds in the trees
and the stars in the sky
Monday, December 22, 2008
Strong-Willed Pig
The world has lately been a little bit blue. Toyota will lose money for the first time in 70 years; Bernard Madoff embezzled billions while kids in Zimbabwe scrape corns on the road for food; and a journalist tortured in jail for throwing a lousy shoe. I think perhaps we all need a little break from the heartbreak.
Full article at: http://www.iht.com/articles/2008/12/22/asia/pig.php
HONG KONG-A pig that survived on charcoal and rainwater for 36 days while trapped under earthquake debris has been voted China's most inspirational animal for 2008, according to state media.
The 7.9-magnitude quake that struck Sichuan Province on May 12 collapsed schools, bridges, dams, houses - and a farm shed that trapped the pig. When it was finally rescued June 17, the animal was a mere slip of a thing at 50 kilograms, or 110 pounds, down from its pre-quake weight of 150 kilograms.
The farmers who owned the pig sold him for $430 to Fan Jianchuan, the owner of a private museum in the ancient town of Anren, near the city of Chengdu. Fan put the plucky survivor into a livestock exhibit at the museum and gave him a new name - Zhu Jianqiang, meaning Strong-Willed Pig. Fan also took out a 10-year life insurance policy on the pig, who became a nationwide media sensation.
Full article at: http://www.iht.com/articles/2008/12/22/asia/pig.php
HONG KONG-A pig that survived on charcoal and rainwater for 36 days while trapped under earthquake debris has been voted China's most inspirational animal for 2008, according to state media.
The 7.9-magnitude quake that struck Sichuan Province on May 12 collapsed schools, bridges, dams, houses - and a farm shed that trapped the pig. When it was finally rescued June 17, the animal was a mere slip of a thing at 50 kilograms, or 110 pounds, down from its pre-quake weight of 150 kilograms.
The farmers who owned the pig sold him for $430 to Fan Jianchuan, the owner of a private museum in the ancient town of Anren, near the city of Chengdu. Fan put the plucky survivor into a livestock exhibit at the museum and gave him a new name - Zhu Jianqiang, meaning Strong-Willed Pig. Fan also took out a 10-year life insurance policy on the pig, who became a nationwide media sensation.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Mee You There
Death is full of irony.
It makes us understand the real beauty of life. That is, it puts life in a neat and clear perspective; seize every moment and give all the love you have. At the same time, this beautiful moment of clarity comes at the prize of a loss, something or someone that we may never get back.
Perhaps even that notion, the yearning to get someone back and the pain of losing that person is also the root of our predicament. We can't seem to get over our mental obstacle and make peace with ourselves to grasp this cruel and natural circle of life.
I pour whatever feelings I have onto this little space the size of a 15-inch screen to empty out my heart and soul. Because perhaps I hope the person I'm thinking of might be on the other side reading my very word. Not this time though.
Grandma, I'm not a religious person but I do hope and believe you're in a better place. Not because of any other reason but simply that you deserve it. Lately I've been getting flashbacks of those summers I spent with you; those early morning hikes to the closeby hill and those quite summer noons when the world seemed to stop and nap.
Dad said you would understand why I can't be with you. But somehow I can't shake the feeling of regret. Four years ago I promised you to graduate in front of your eyes and you gleefully agreed and looked forward to the day when I would take the diploma in front of your eyes. That day came and went and I assured you again that I would visit you soon. Apparently not soon enough.
So here I am, hoping heaven has internet access because I don't know any other way to do this. Thank you for loving me so much the way you did. I've always felt proud and safe with you. I'm so sorry I wasn't there when you passed but I carry you in my thoughts everyday. I'm sorry for not being there and I hope you know how much I think of you.
This Christmas will be a bit colder without you, but I still like to thank you for making me realize life is not determined by possession. The love you give is the only thing that makes you rich. I will remember you always as I strive to make my own prints in the world.
To my family. Mom and dad, thank you not only for everything you have given me; but also being there to give me the strength to carry on and be strong when I feel alone with no one in sight. I'm sorry it took me this long to realize that I need to tell you how I feel. Alan, I see you grow into a better person than I am; you just have remember to keep trying.
To that special someone. I'm sorry it never dawned on me to tell you this; but I'm sorry you weren't always treated as special as you meant to me. Not that I didn't try, it's just that when you get so comfortable with someone it becomes, well, natural. But I forgot even those closest to you need to be shown how much you love them. So perhaps this is my lesson. As much as it hurts me to think of you and...Well, let's just say I've realized after trying to move on I still feel very much the same way about you. I just hope you haven't completely forgotten about what we had.
This Christmas is sure to get a bit lonely and empty. But I will keep all of you with me as I try to make something of myself. Life is full of drama and I believe if you cant' see that, then you might take a lot of things for granted. I've been guilty of that and every night I pay my price.
Seasons greetings and all my love, wherever I am I'll always be thinking of all of you.
It makes us understand the real beauty of life. That is, it puts life in a neat and clear perspective; seize every moment and give all the love you have. At the same time, this beautiful moment of clarity comes at the prize of a loss, something or someone that we may never get back.
Perhaps even that notion, the yearning to get someone back and the pain of losing that person is also the root of our predicament. We can't seem to get over our mental obstacle and make peace with ourselves to grasp this cruel and natural circle of life.
I pour whatever feelings I have onto this little space the size of a 15-inch screen to empty out my heart and soul. Because perhaps I hope the person I'm thinking of might be on the other side reading my very word. Not this time though.
Grandma, I'm not a religious person but I do hope and believe you're in a better place. Not because of any other reason but simply that you deserve it. Lately I've been getting flashbacks of those summers I spent with you; those early morning hikes to the closeby hill and those quite summer noons when the world seemed to stop and nap.
Dad said you would understand why I can't be with you. But somehow I can't shake the feeling of regret. Four years ago I promised you to graduate in front of your eyes and you gleefully agreed and looked forward to the day when I would take the diploma in front of your eyes. That day came and went and I assured you again that I would visit you soon. Apparently not soon enough.
So here I am, hoping heaven has internet access because I don't know any other way to do this. Thank you for loving me so much the way you did. I've always felt proud and safe with you. I'm so sorry I wasn't there when you passed but I carry you in my thoughts everyday. I'm sorry for not being there and I hope you know how much I think of you.
This Christmas will be a bit colder without you, but I still like to thank you for making me realize life is not determined by possession. The love you give is the only thing that makes you rich. I will remember you always as I strive to make my own prints in the world.
To my family. Mom and dad, thank you not only for everything you have given me; but also being there to give me the strength to carry on and be strong when I feel alone with no one in sight. I'm sorry it took me this long to realize that I need to tell you how I feel. Alan, I see you grow into a better person than I am; you just have remember to keep trying.
To that special someone. I'm sorry it never dawned on me to tell you this; but I'm sorry you weren't always treated as special as you meant to me. Not that I didn't try, it's just that when you get so comfortable with someone it becomes, well, natural. But I forgot even those closest to you need to be shown how much you love them. So perhaps this is my lesson. As much as it hurts me to think of you and...Well, let's just say I've realized after trying to move on I still feel very much the same way about you. I just hope you haven't completely forgotten about what we had.
This Christmas is sure to get a bit lonely and empty. But I will keep all of you with me as I try to make something of myself. Life is full of drama and I believe if you cant' see that, then you might take a lot of things for granted. I've been guilty of that and every night I pay my price.
Seasons greetings and all my love, wherever I am I'll always be thinking of all of you.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Newton Faulkner-Dream Catch Me
Every time I close my eyes
It’s you and I know now
Who I am
Yea yea yea and I know now
There’s a place I go
When I’m alone
Do anything I want
Be anyone I wanna be
But it is us I see
And I cannot believe I’m fallin
That’s where I’m goin
Where are you goin
Hold it close won’t let this go
Dream catch me, yea
Dream catch me when I fall
Or else I won’t come back at all
You do so much
That you don’t know
It’s true
And I know now
Who I am
Yea yea yea
And I know now
There’s a place I go
When I’m alone
Do anything I want
Be anyone I wanna be
But it is us I see
And I cannot believe I’m fallin
That’s where I’m goin
Where are you goin
Hold it close won’t let this go
Dream catch me, yea
Dream catch me when I fall
Or else I won’t come back at all
See you as a mountain
A fountain of God
See you as as a descant soul
in the setting sun
You as the sound
I’m young
There’s a place I go
When I’m alone
Do anything I want
Be anyone I wanna be
But it is us I see
And I cannot believe I’m fallin
There’s a place I go
When I’m alone
Do anything I want
Be anyone I wanna be
But it is us I see
And I cannot believe I’m fallin
That’s where I’m goin
Where are you goin
Hold it close won’t let this go
Dream catch me, yea
Dream catch me when I fall
Or else I won’t come back at all
It’s you and I know now
Who I am
Yea yea yea and I know now
There’s a place I go
When I’m alone
Do anything I want
Be anyone I wanna be
But it is us I see
And I cannot believe I’m fallin
That’s where I’m goin
Where are you goin
Hold it close won’t let this go
Dream catch me, yea
Dream catch me when I fall
Or else I won’t come back at all
You do so much
That you don’t know
It’s true
And I know now
Who I am
Yea yea yea
And I know now
There’s a place I go
When I’m alone
Do anything I want
Be anyone I wanna be
But it is us I see
And I cannot believe I’m fallin
That’s where I’m goin
Where are you goin
Hold it close won’t let this go
Dream catch me, yea
Dream catch me when I fall
Or else I won’t come back at all
See you as a mountain
A fountain of God
See you as as a descant soul
in the setting sun
You as the sound
I’m young
There’s a place I go
When I’m alone
Do anything I want
Be anyone I wanna be
But it is us I see
And I cannot believe I’m fallin
There’s a place I go
When I’m alone
Do anything I want
Be anyone I wanna be
But it is us I see
And I cannot believe I’m fallin
That’s where I’m goin
Where are you goin
Hold it close won’t let this go
Dream catch me, yea
Dream catch me when I fall
Or else I won’t come back at all
Friday, December 12, 2008
Frank Sinatra-The Things We Did Last Summer
The boat rides we would take, the moonlight on the lake
The way we danced and hummed our favorite song
The things we did last summer I'll remember all winter long
The midway and the fun, the kewpie dolls we won
The bell I rang to prove that I was strong
The things we did last summer I'll remember all winter long
The early morning hike, the rented tandem bike
The lunches that we used to pack
We never could explain that sudden summer rain
The looks we got when we got back
The leaves began to fade like promises we made
How could a love that seemed so right go wrong?
The things we did last summer I'll remember all winter long
Ive tried so to forget, at times I do, and yet
The memory of you lingers like our song
The things we did last summer, I'll remember all winter long
The way we danced and hummed our favorite song
The things we did last summer I'll remember all winter long
The midway and the fun, the kewpie dolls we won
The bell I rang to prove that I was strong
The things we did last summer I'll remember all winter long
The early morning hike, the rented tandem bike
The lunches that we used to pack
We never could explain that sudden summer rain
The looks we got when we got back
The leaves began to fade like promises we made
How could a love that seemed so right go wrong?
The things we did last summer I'll remember all winter long
Ive tried so to forget, at times I do, and yet
The memory of you lingers like our song
The things we did last summer, I'll remember all winter long
Sunday, December 7, 2008
The Jumping Urinal
people come, people go
they never notice walking out the door
nobody's listening,
even when the water's running
once again you're left all alone
all you want is to be seen
at least to be heard, i know what you mean
tired of always trying and trying
you keep dancing and clowning hoping that maybe
someone would see, all that you could really be
day after day, night after night
all you've been flushing is what you hold inside
one day, some day, maybe it's today, you try
not to hope for much and still dream under the light
in the marble,
singing I'm a lonely jumping urinal
Oh I know what it's like, when it all feels the same
keep singing your song, I'll sit here til they call my name
they never notice walking out the door
nobody's listening,
even when the water's running
once again you're left all alone
all you want is to be seen
at least to be heard, i know what you mean
tired of always trying and trying
you keep dancing and clowning hoping that maybe
someone would see, all that you could really be
day after day, night after night
all you've been flushing is what you hold inside
one day, some day, maybe it's today, you try
not to hope for much and still dream under the light
in the marble,
singing I'm a lonely jumping urinal
Oh I know what it's like, when it all feels the same
keep singing your song, I'll sit here til they call my name
Brett Dennen- She's Mine
well the witches stare with their limbs akimbo
silhouettes of statues up in the window
call me to come here with a crooked crescendo
but i don't
devotees dance among the pantomime on the promenade
into a tabernacle on the lawn
but i don't follow
because she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
midnight moved across the people's park
and i fled the fire like a spinning spark
up onto a porch in the dark
she was waiting right there for me
she knows that my hands are empty
as i go past the mothers of envy
and i don't have to fumble in the dark for my keys
i believe she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
the pupils gather in the yard
around the pulpit made of cards
and waited for their leader's words
but his words didn't make much sense
his mouth spat out a fist of daggers
and his tongue swirled in a southern swagger
and i looked at all the people gathered
but they were all in a trance
and she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
i was thrown before the court of canes
tossed my soul to the furnace flames
where all my heros had been slain, exiled, or put in prison
because they rose above the mess
and because their power posed a threat
and because they spoke of something else
when everybody else didn't
the music fills the space between
the deities and the prophecies
of our bodies pressed seamlessly
silent in the shade
she looks at me so fearlessly
and i take it all too seriously
but it all becomes so clear to me
and makes me understand
that she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
yeah she's mine, all mine, all mine, all mine
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
yeah she's mine
silhouettes of statues up in the window
call me to come here with a crooked crescendo
but i don't
devotees dance among the pantomime on the promenade
into a tabernacle on the lawn
but i don't follow
because she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
midnight moved across the people's park
and i fled the fire like a spinning spark
up onto a porch in the dark
she was waiting right there for me
she knows that my hands are empty
as i go past the mothers of envy
and i don't have to fumble in the dark for my keys
i believe she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
the pupils gather in the yard
around the pulpit made of cards
and waited for their leader's words
but his words didn't make much sense
his mouth spat out a fist of daggers
and his tongue swirled in a southern swagger
and i looked at all the people gathered
but they were all in a trance
and she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
i was thrown before the court of canes
tossed my soul to the furnace flames
where all my heros had been slain, exiled, or put in prison
because they rose above the mess
and because their power posed a threat
and because they spoke of something else
when everybody else didn't
the music fills the space between
the deities and the prophecies
of our bodies pressed seamlessly
silent in the shade
she looks at me so fearlessly
and i take it all too seriously
but it all becomes so clear to me
and makes me understand
that she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
yeah she's mine, all mine, all mine, all mine
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm
yeah she's mine
Matt Costa-Cold December
I've been waiting, pacing along the halls ever since you left here
I've been cleaning, scrubbing the plates and weeding out the garden dear
I can't fall asleep to your mystery slowly blowing from the shore
I have not failed to be what you'd expect of me
Swallowing glass just to stay pure
All the birds are heading down south but you're staying up north you say
I've got jackets blankets and sheets, its going to be a cold december
It could be warm you see, a statue next to me
Swimming away from the ice and snow
Could I have failed to see the signs in front of me
Warning and flashing symbols, subtle and simple I couldn't see
I couldnt see
If only time could slow down, maybe I could come up
It's such a cold december
It's such a cold december
Its so cold
I cant fall asleep to your mystery slowly blowing from the shore
I have not failed to be what you'd expect of me
Swallowing glass just to stay pure
Summers come and summer has gone
Your christmas cards cant comfort me
You've found new friends and tied all the ends
It's freezing in the loneliest winter
It could be warm you see, a statue next to me
Swimming away from the ice and snow
Could I have failed to see the signs in front of me
Warning and flashing symbols, subtle and simple I couldnt see
I couldnt see
If only time could slow down, then maybe I could come up
It's such a cold december
It's such a cold december
It's so cold
I've been cleaning, scrubbing the plates and weeding out the garden dear
I can't fall asleep to your mystery slowly blowing from the shore
I have not failed to be what you'd expect of me
Swallowing glass just to stay pure
All the birds are heading down south but you're staying up north you say
I've got jackets blankets and sheets, its going to be a cold december
It could be warm you see, a statue next to me
Swimming away from the ice and snow
Could I have failed to see the signs in front of me
Warning and flashing symbols, subtle and simple I couldn't see
I couldnt see
If only time could slow down, maybe I could come up
It's such a cold december
It's such a cold december
Its so cold
I cant fall asleep to your mystery slowly blowing from the shore
I have not failed to be what you'd expect of me
Swallowing glass just to stay pure
Summers come and summer has gone
Your christmas cards cant comfort me
You've found new friends and tied all the ends
It's freezing in the loneliest winter
It could be warm you see, a statue next to me
Swimming away from the ice and snow
Could I have failed to see the signs in front of me
Warning and flashing symbols, subtle and simple I couldnt see
I couldnt see
If only time could slow down, then maybe I could come up
It's such a cold december
It's such a cold december
It's so cold
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
James Morrison-Wonderful World
I've been down so low
People look at me and they know
They can tell something is wrong
Like I don't belong, well
Staring through a window
Standing outside, they're just too happy to care tonight
I want to be like them
But I'll mess it up again
I tripped on my way in
And got kicked outside, everybody saw...
And I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
Well I thought that I was doing well
But I just wanna cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me, mmm
Sometimes I feel so full of love
It just comes spilling out
It's uncomfortable to see
I give it away so easily
But if I had someone I would do anything
I'd never, never, ever let you feel alone
I won't, I won't leave you, on your own
But who am I to dream?
Dreams are for fools, they let you down...
And I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
Well I thought that I was doing well
But I just want to cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me, mmm
And I wish that I could make it better
I'd give anything for you to call me, maybe just a little letter
Oh, it could start again, oh oh
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
Well I thought that I was doing well
But I just want to cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me, oh
And I know that it's a wonderful world
I can't feel it right now
I got all the right clothes to wear
I just want to cry now, cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me, mmm
And I know that it's a wonderful world
When you're with me
People look at me and they know
They can tell something is wrong
Like I don't belong, well
Staring through a window
Standing outside, they're just too happy to care tonight
I want to be like them
But I'll mess it up again
I tripped on my way in
And got kicked outside, everybody saw...
And I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
Well I thought that I was doing well
But I just wanna cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me, mmm
Sometimes I feel so full of love
It just comes spilling out
It's uncomfortable to see
I give it away so easily
But if I had someone I would do anything
I'd never, never, ever let you feel alone
I won't, I won't leave you, on your own
But who am I to dream?
Dreams are for fools, they let you down...
And I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
Well I thought that I was doing well
But I just want to cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me, mmm
And I wish that I could make it better
I'd give anything for you to call me, maybe just a little letter
Oh, it could start again, oh oh
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
Well I thought that I was doing well
But I just want to cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me, oh
And I know that it's a wonderful world
I can't feel it right now
I got all the right clothes to wear
I just want to cry now, cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me, mmm
And I know that it's a wonderful world
When you're with me
Monday, December 1, 2008
Face Down
You look beautiful smiling,
Sitting there waiting with me.
You look so right, sitting there next to me,
For the plane that takes us to the Iberian sun,
the best days of my life...
"Thanks for the memories," you wrote,
I should have known, sensed the tone,
the finality...
I want to know how you've been, how you are
and I wonder always where you are.
Are you happier now?
So I put down the photograph,
Faced it down and hid it under my bed.
Twisted for a while in my sheets,
I wish you weren't just in my head.
It's true you won't miss something until it's gone away,
No more sorries, but I do have regrets,
Are you so glad now that I'm away?
For now, I try to carry on with your picture down,
Maybe it's just me who still holds on,
And maybe I found, all this time, you are the one.
Are you relieved that I am gone?
Sitting there waiting with me.
You look so right, sitting there next to me,
For the plane that takes us to the Iberian sun,
the best days of my life...
"Thanks for the memories," you wrote,
I should have known, sensed the tone,
the finality...
I want to know how you've been, how you are
and I wonder always where you are.
Are you happier now?
So I put down the photograph,
Faced it down and hid it under my bed.
Twisted for a while in my sheets,
I wish you weren't just in my head.
It's true you won't miss something until it's gone away,
No more sorries, but I do have regrets,
Are you so glad now that I'm away?
For now, I try to carry on with your picture down,
Maybe it's just me who still holds on,
And maybe I found, all this time, you are the one.
Are you relieved that I am gone?
Matt Costa-Mr.Pitiful
This is quickly becomign one of my favorite songs.
Oh Mr. pit
Oh Mr. pit
Mr. pitiful
Who let you down?
Who let you down?
Who let you down?
You still don’t believe
You don’t believe
You don’t believe
That greed’s for a show
Your soap box unfolds
But, please come down from that cloud
You see at all I don’t expect you to admit that you were wrong
Just wanna know how you’ve been
Don’t make me feel bad that we’re still friends
Started it all over in my bed
I hope that you see through your picket
I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
To make amends, to still be friends, to still be my friend
So where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
While I was out
While I was out
While I was out
Well I don’t believe
I don’t believe
I don’t believe
Everything was seen
And if you don’t like the movie then quit at me
But, please come down from that cloud
You see at all I don’t expect you to admit that you were wrong
Just wanna know how you’ve been
Don?t make me feel bad that we’re still friends
Started it all over in my bed
I hope that you see through your picket
I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
To make amends, still be friends, still be friends, to still be my friend, still be my friend, still be my friend
Oh Mr. pit
Oh Mr. pit
Mr. pitiful
Who let you down?
Who let you down?
Who let you down?
You still don’t believe
You don’t believe
You don’t believe
That greed’s for a show
Your soap box unfolds
But, please come down from that cloud
You see at all I don’t expect you to admit that you were wrong
Just wanna know how you’ve been
Don’t make me feel bad that we’re still friends
Started it all over in my bed
I hope that you see through your picket
I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
To make amends, to still be friends, to still be my friend
So where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
While I was out
While I was out
While I was out
Well I don’t believe
I don’t believe
I don’t believe
Everything was seen
And if you don’t like the movie then quit at me
But, please come down from that cloud
You see at all I don’t expect you to admit that you were wrong
Just wanna know how you’ve been
Don?t make me feel bad that we’re still friends
Started it all over in my bed
I hope that you see through your picket
I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
To make amends, still be friends, still be friends, to still be my friend, still be my friend, still be my friend
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