::poetry mumblings thoughts a girl etc:: take me home | talk to the girl | about a girl | bex box | poesy | art | vision | miller campbell designs
[ Just In Case ]
[ For Your Head ]
anna begins
misprinted type
[ Blogs of Note ]
mind racket
nausea above the garage
symbolic of nothing
pre-digested nouvelle sustenance
[ Of Interest ]
blue people
south carolina pics
jesco white info & pics
dancing outlaw clip

[ Saturday, May 28, 2005 ]

a bath
a song
listening until the water turns cold
running toes along the shower wall
living in one tiny room, believing
all is black outside that door
nothing

This is my playlist tonight:

Kind Woman-Buffalo Springfield
Come Away With Me-Norah Jones
Tampa to Tulsa-The Jayhawks
Wonderwall-Ryan Adams
When the Stars go Blue-Ryan Adams
Breathing-Lifehouse
Everything-Lifehouse
You and Me-Lifehouse
Omaha-Counting Crows
Raining in Baltimore-Counting Crows
Recovering the Satellites-Counting Crows
Lucky Man-The Verve
Lonestar-Norah Jones
The Wurlitzer Prize-Norah Jones
Broken Promise Land-Waylon Jennings
Wish You Were Here-Pink Floyd
America-Simon & Garfunkel

"let us be lovers we’ll marry our fortunes together
I’ve got some real estate here in my bag
So we bought a pack of cigarettes
and mrs. wagner pies
And we walked off to look for america

kathy, I said as we boarded a greyhound in pittsburgh
michigan seems like a dream to me now
It took me four days to hitchhike from saginaw
I’ve gone to look for america

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said be careful his bowtie is really a camera

toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat
we smoked the last one an hour ago
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

kathy, I’m lost I said though I knew she was sleeping
I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why

Counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike
They’ve all gone to look for america
All gone to look for america
All gone to look for america"

~ Rebecca 11:55 PM [+]

Post a Comment

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?