I’ve heard these words before. Maybe you have too.
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It was my weakest night between the dark and light
The look in your eyes and disturbing surprise
I could not see wrong from right
But I never really was the purest one
Though I try to cleanse my soul with every sun
And I just get deeper in the same shit doesn’t everyone
Close my eyes and play along
Cause I am a tempted girl
This is a candied world
And it spreads like fire
And when it devours me I call the burning fun
But I never really was the purist one
Though I try to cleanse my soul with every sun
And I just get deeper in the same shit doesn’t everyone
Close my eyes and play along
Can I hush my conscience around you
If I could take it all back
Will I lie and suffocate my impulses
I’ll never leave them behind
Will I
But I never really was the purest one
Though I try to cleanse my soul with every sun
And I just get deeper in the same shit doesn’t everyone
Close my eyes and play along
Will I fly closer to heaven
If I don’t get what I want
Will you ever see the innocence you knew in me
I’ll never be her again
But I never really was the purest one
Though I try to cleanse my soul with every sun
And I just get deeper in the same shit doesn’t everyone
Close my eyes and play along
I never lied to you
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I absolutely love this song. It (as well as the full album) has been on heavy rotation at work, home and in the car… Why?
Because it explains how very hard it is to forgive and how impossible it is to forget. It’s not an melodic apology per se, it just explains how it is. Nothing more, nothing less. Lovers meet, fall in love, get into a routine and end up branching away from each other with nothing to blame but time. Sure, I’m quite bitter, but I’m just as optimistic about relationships in general and the happiness they bring. Actually, I think most people just want someone to make happy. Don’t you think that’s the key to a happy life?
I do.
I’ve been getting into weird moods lately. It’s 1:15AM and I’ve been sipping on some gin to chill me out enough to crawl into bed. No such luck. I’m thinking too much. Millions of thoughts all @ once. Will I? Would I? Would I want to? Would it be the same? Most of the answers are a resounding no. But yet, I keep asking. I can’t even focus on a single problem. Eugh. I gotta go to bed.
I hate love this song. < /gin >
~Spec
March 31st, 2005 at 10:02 am
Total aside…it’s funny that recorded music can still be correctly said to be “in heavy rotation.” It’s a pun on a couple different levels. In addition to the selections being played in rotation, the original phonographs were cylindrical and were turned by a hand crank (I believe). Then records were rotated on a wheel, and tapes were done reel to reel. CDs were like records, but read from the bottom by laser instead of from the top by needle. And now we have hard-disk players like the iPod and Nomad. It seems that the flash-based players are the only ones without rotating parts. I’d post to my own blog, but I’m not in the mood.