“It’s like screaming but no one can hear, you almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless. Like nothing could save you. But when its over and it’s gone, you almost wish that you can have all that bad stuff back so you can have the good.”
“Girls can wear jeans and cut their hair short, wear shirts and boots, because it’s OK to be a boy, but for a boy to look like a girl is degrading, because you think that being a girl is degrading. But secretly you’d love to know what it’s like, wouldn’t you? What it feels like for a girl.”
Whenever i come back, the air on railroad is making the same sounds. And the shop fronts on holly are dirty words (asterisks in for the vowels). We peered through the windows… new bottoms on barstools but the people remain the same, with prices inflating.
As if saved from the gallows. There’s a bellow of buzzers and the people stop working and they’re all so excited.
Passing through unconscious states. When i awoke i was on the highway.
With your hand on my shoulders, a meaningless movement… a moviescript ending, And the patrons are leaving, leaving.
Now we all know the words were true in the sappiest songs (yes, yes). I’ll put them to bed, but they won’t sleep, they’re just shuffling the sheets, they toss and turn, (you can’t begin to get it back).
Passing through unconscious states. When i awoke i was on The onset of a later stage… the headlights are beacons on the highway.
“Smile though your heart is aching Smile even though it’s breaking When there are clouds in the sky, you’ll get by If you smile through your fear and sorrow Smile and maybe tomorrow You’ll see the sun come shining through for you
Light up your face with gladness Hide every trace of sadness Although a tear may be ever so near That’s the time you must keep on trying Smile, what’s the use of crying? You’ll find that life is still worthwhile If you just smile…”
“J’ai deux amours Mon pays et Paris Par eux toujours Mon cœur est ravi Ma savane est belle Mais à quoi bon le nier Ce qui m’ensorcelle C’est Paris, Paris tout entier Le voir un jour C’est mon rêve joli J’ai deux amours Mon pays et Paris…”