Sunday, July 25, 2010

the picture i view - cranberries

the following lyrics made me think. i am desperate to think, to be motivated to feel, and write both consequently and subsequently. though the song could have been sung better, i feel.

I haven't changed but my life has
People are strange when it's like as
I did something wrong to them
And I don't even know your name...
No, I don't even know your name...

I swear that he's good for me,
And I swear he looks after me,
And I swear that he looks out for me...
And I swear that he's good, good, good.

La, la, la, the picture I view,
La, la, la, the picture I view...

All my friends and promises,
Went tumbling down the hill.
All my friends and promises,
Went tumbling down the hill,
They went tumbling down the hill.

I haven't changed, but my life has,
People are strange when it's like as,
I did something wrong to them,
And I don't even know your name.
No, I don't even know your name.
I don't even know your name.




we have no form, therefore we fear it, and because we are formless, we revere it.thus, we are slain..

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