Sunday, December 23, 2007

Song of the Week


I didn't realize that yesterday was saturday until my mom left for church this morning, so...

this week's song:

Say this Sooner
The Almost
Southern Weather

I can't believe
I didn't say this sooner
I'll just believe that
I was all displaced

I'll get to speaking
let you know how I feel
I'll get to judging make
you see my appeal

No one will ever see
things the way I do
No one will try,
All my friends think
that I'm gone but I swear
...I swear I'm not
I swear I'm not!

This makes me feel that
I'll never be quite normal
This makes me act
like I'll never get out alive

I'll get to acting make
you all believe me
I'll get to faking show
you all how to grieve

No one will ever see
things the way I do
No one will try,
All my friends think
that I'm gone but I swear
...I swear I'm not
I swear I'm not!

In and out is where it
gets back to the place it does,
Makes me feel like I just
want to feel just like it touch

No one will ever see
things the way I do
No one will try,
All your friends say that
your gone but you swear
...I swear I'm not

No one will ever see
things the way I do
No one will try,
All my friends think
that I'm gone but I swear
...I swear I'm not
I swear I'm not!

2 comments:

Melanie said...

YAY! I love Aaron...Gillespie...

I just saw a picture a little bit ago and I realized how red his hair is. I mean, it's RED.

One thing though, they never swear in this song. Ya know, whole Christian rock band thing. I thought they did at first but I looked in the CD and it's "faking" not "fucking."

Heh.

[lissa] said...

yea, i was wondering about that

[welcome.]

navigating around the school hallways and seeing the people walk by, i look into their faces. i notice their hair color, whether they wear glasses, what color eyes they have, who they walk with... its corny, but i try to look past all of that, too. once and awhile its nice for someone as shy as me to pass another person in the hall, a complete stranger no less, who dares to make eye contact and sends my heart into flutters. i can't help thinking, "that person saw me." but its not really the act of "seeing" itself, its more the act of "searching," that means most to me. i feel lost. i feel disposable; a picture frame that gets a scratch across the glass and is thrown away, just to be replaced. i don't really have a problem with that, i don't feel like i need to be pitied or ... that i need to seek attention. its the replacement that bothers me. i want to offer something that no one else can, i just haven't found that thing yet. this is just the ramblings of a high school no one who likes to watch rather then do. i like to think of myself as rather quiet, yet excitable and fun to be around. but there's always that underlying feeling of unease and awkwardness, that i've only been able to overcome a few times in my life. i don't want to change who i am. i don't want others to pretend to see in me what they don't. i want people to see the bad side of me, and spend the time searching for the good. i look for the best in others, and often times face the flaws in myself. welcome to my public diary...