She's been waiting so long

She bought a ticket from a dot com airline
Said I'm going away
Sat me down, said I'm sorry but I must go
Well, what could I say?

She's made up her mind and there's no need for me
She's already packed and ready to leave

Goodbye to ......., she's going away (she's been waiting so long)
Goodbye to ........, she'll be okay (I'll be lost when she's gone)
And I can't believe I thought that she would stay
And now she's not coming back again

Said goodbye to her friends, left her day job, her mum and her dad Waved her off from the window at the airport,
they tell me it's just a fad I know that this ain't good,
I would go if I could
You never gave me the choice So I must say goodbye,
she'll go with every guy I hear it all in her voice

This is not about you, this is all about me
You've gotta give me some time, maybe permanently

Goodbye to ......, she's going away (she's been waiting so long)
Goodbye to ....., she'll be okay (I'll be lost when she's gone)
And I can't believe I thought that she would stay

She said, "I'm done, I'm bored of ordinary
Don't want to be your usual
Don't want to live this small time life with you"

I know you said i'm a joke cause your always complaining
You'll never leave, anyway when it's raining
Hope that one day I'll feel this way too

And I can't believe I thought that she would stay

Almost Heaven

"Amnesia - shit theres a concept. could use a bit of that myself. Forgiveness and forgetness, right there in the dictionary next to amnesty. Same root word. Meaning "not remembered".
But something "not remembered" is not the same as something's that forgotten.
Two different concepts.
The two different halves of truth and reconciliation.
Because your mind can consciously exile a memory. Pretend to forget.
But your mind cannot reconstruct what is truly lost.
Amnesia is the selective loss of access to specific memory data that have emotional significance.
In hysterical amnesia the self, that organ of remembering, opens its veins and bleeds itself to death.
Think of a body drowning in self-generated fluid.
To the mind that's what amnesia is.
A self-inflicted death.
In order to survive.
The unconscious mind is always ticking, ever tidal, never tidy.
Memory is all we are and all we have. A re-construction of the past. Not its reproduction.
It is the monument we build inside ourselves.
Each soul constructs its own.
And it is either everything we've kept in life. Or everything we've lost.
How memories haunt. How they recur in vivid living colour.


Somewhere there's a monument to the love that you have or have not found yet, the love of your life and the shape of your future, discharging ions into our skin through the dark. They are the span of the rainbow you see before waking the first touch of air on your body each morning the word that you say without speaking the prayer that you made before life. They are the space of tomorrow
the spill of conscience
the fill of desire
the spell of your name.
They are the love you remembered at birth the love you will make after dying. Somewhere it waits for you, love that is not of this earth. Where the sky ends. Where memory pales. Where eternity is. Almost heaven.

The transportation of the soul by grief is so like love's conveyance that the two must certainly be joined like wheels, to one another.
No love, no grief; a cold heart cannot mourn. A cold heart can inflate with anger to pump outrage as a slave on death's bloodthirsty lesions but salvation, as a routine for existance, stalks on love alone. That's why it takes an isolated death and not a massacre to tip the human heart to pour a grief the mass of which dilutes the differentiated salts of individuals to a common sea of mourning, a grief far larger than an ocean, a grief to drown in float in like an astronaut drifting from a pod through silent weightless space without passing through the actuality of dying.
Grief of that trajectory must shed its tears in points that graph, plot its flight plan, form a profile, shape a face. We are creatures born with faces and we need to hang a face on death to greet it. For in mourning less is always more.


That's what all lovers do, anyway, isn't it? Deceive themselves? Forget the past and start all over again?

Be the hand that lifts your veil...

The first time I looked in your eyes I knew
That I would do anything for you
The first time you touched my face I felt
Like I've never felt with anyone else
I wana give back what you've givin' to me
And I wanna witness all of your dreams
Now that you've shown me who I really am
I wanna be more then just your man

I wanna be the wind that fills your sails
And be the hand that lifts your veil
And be the moon that moves your tide
The sun coming up in your eyes
Be the wheels that never rust
And be the spark that lights you up
All that you've been dreaming of and more
So much more, I wanna be your everything...

When you wake up, I'll be the first thing you see
And when it gets dark you can reach out for me
I'll cherish your words and I'll finish your thoughts
And I'll be your compass baby, when you get lost

You're the Only One

I know it's gonna take some time
For you to trust this love of mine
I know he broke your heart in two
You've been betrayed and ... your afraid
That I will do the same to you

But you'll be safe here in my arms ... forever and a day
Though you don't believe me now ... I'll never walk away
You know that I'll be there ... when tomorrow comes

( Your the only one )
I know you've heard this all before
( Your the only one )
Your the one that I adore
( Your the only one )
You make me shine just like the sun
( Your the only one )
You bring this heart of mine undone
( Your the only one )

For every Lie you've ever heard
You can believe my every word... yes you can
Whatever heaven holds in store
Through good and bad ... I'll be your man
Stand beside you through it all

I had nothing but a life to lose

I used to be the kind of girl
Who'd never let you look inside
I'd smile when I was crying
I had nothing but a life to loose
Thought I had a lot to prove
In my life, there's no denying

Goodbye to all my yesterdays
Goodbye, so long, I'm on my way

I've had enough of cryin'Bleedin', sweatin', dyin'
Hear me when I say
Gonna live my life everyday
I'm gonna touch the sky
And I spread these wings and fly
I ain't here to play
I'm gonna live my life everyday

Change, everybody's feeling strange
Never gonna be the same
Makes you wonder how the world keeps turning
Life, learning how to live my life
Learning how to pick my fights
Take my shots while I'm still burning

She's a Little Runaway

On the street where you live girls talk about their social lives
They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint, a touch of sable in their eyes All your life all you've asked when's your Daddy gonna talk to you
You were living in another world tryin' to get your message through.

No one heard a single word you said.
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going around your head.

Ooh, she's a little runaway.
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say.
Ooh, she's a little runaway.

A different line every night guaranteed to blow your mind
I see you out on the streets, call me for a wild time
So you sit home alone 'cause there's nothing left that you can do
There's only pictures hung in the shadows left there to look at you

You know she likes the lights at nights on the neon Broadway signs
She don't really mind, it's only love she hoped to find

No one heard a single word she said
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going around your head

Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say

Hmmm

i love these lyrics;
I guess this time you're really leaving
I heard your suitcase say goodbye
Well as my broken heart lies bleeding
You say true love, it's suicide

You say you've cried a thousand rivers
And now you're swimming for the shore
You left me drowning in my tears
And you won't save me anymore

Maybe Being a Woman is first learning what love is - how to love - and then forcing yourself to forget love exists

This romeo is bleeding
But you can't see his blood
It's nothing but some feelings
That this old dog kicked up

It's been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter
But without you I give up

I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby, that's just me

And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and
The words don't rhyme
And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you - Always

Now your pictures that you left behind
Are just memories of a different life
Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry
One that made you have to say goodbye
What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair
To touch your lips, to hold you near
When you say your prayers try to understand
I've made mistakes, I'm just a man

When he holds you close, when he pulls you near
When he says the words you've been needing to hear
I'll wish I was him 'cause those words are mine
To say to you till the end of time

Yeah, I will love you baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always

If you told me to cry for you
I could
If you told me to die for you
I would
Take a look at my face
There's no price I won't pay
To say these words to you

Well, there ain't no luck In these loaded dice
But baby if you give me just one more try
We can pack up our old dreams
And our old lives
We'll find a place where the sun still shines

And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and
The words don't rhyme
And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you - Always

I'm Walking on Sunshine

Oh! Ohhhh yeeeh
I used to think maybe you loved me now baby I'm sure
And I just cant wait till the minute you knock on my door
Now everytime I go for the mailbox , gotta hold myself down
Cos I just wait till you write me your coming around

I'm walking on sunshine , wooah
I'm walking on sunshine, woooah
I'm walking on sunshine, woooah
and don't it feel good!!

Hey , alright now
nd dont it feel good!!
hey yeh

I used to think maybe you loved me, now I know that its true
and I don't want to spend all my life , just in waiting for you
now I don't want u back for the weekend
not back for a day , no no no
I said baby I just want you back and I want you to stay

woah yeh!
I'm walking on sunshine , wooah
I'm walking on sunshine, woooah
I'm walking on sunshine, woooah
and don't it feel good!!

Hey , alright now
and don't it feel good!!
hey yeh ,oh yeh
and don't it feel good!!

walking on sunshine
walking on sunshine

I feel the love,I feel the love, I feel the love that's really real
I feel the love, I feel the love, I feel the love that's really real

I'm on sunshine baby oh
I'm on sunshine baby oh

I'm walking on sunshine wooah
I'm walking on sunshine wooah
I'm walking on sunshine wooah

and don't it feel good!!
I'll say it again now
and don't it feel good!!

ahem, nothing like me at all...

We could all do with a little calm.
By following the simple advice I read in an article, I have finally found inner peace.
The article read:
The way to achieve inner peace is to finish off all the things you have started".
So I looked round the house to see all the things I had started.....and hadn't finished.
And before leaving the house this morning I finished off a bottle of red wine, a bottle of white wine,Baileys, three Bacardi Breezers, my Jack Daniels, some cheesecake and a box of chocolates.
You have no idea how bloody good I feel.

Woman are clever evil bitches

>> God works in Mysterious ways.
>> A woman and a man are involved in a car accident on a snowy, cold Monday
>> morning.
>> Both of their cars are totally demolished but amazingly neither of them
>> are hurt.
>>>> After they crawl out of their cars, the woman says, "So you're a man
>> That's interesting. I'm a woman. Wow, just look at our cars! There's
>> nothing left, but we're unhurt. This must be a sign from God that we
>> should meet and be friends and live together in peace for the rest of
>> our days".
>>>> Flattered, the man replies, "Oh yes, I agree with you completely, this
>> must be a sign from God!"
>>>> The woman continues, "And look at this, here's another miracle My car is
>> completely demolished but this bottle of wine didn't break. Surely God
>> wants us to drink this wine and celebrate our good fortune."
>>>> Then she hands the bottle to the man.
>>>> The man nods his head in agreement, opens it and drinks half the bottle
>> and then hands it back to the woman.
>> The woman takes the bottle and immediately puts the cap back on, and
>> hands it back to the man
>>>> The man asks, "Aren't you having any?"
>>>> The woman replies, "No. I think I'll just wait for the police...."
>>>> MORAL OF THE STORY:
>> Women are clever, evil bitches.
>> Don't mess with them.

remeber always to carry a bottle in the car!!!

laughing at yourself is theraputic (thank god for that0

>>I can soooo relate to this....>>
Is this about someone you know?
>> >>A. A. A. D. D. - Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.>> >>
This is how it manifests:>> >>
I decide to water my garden>> >>
As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look
>>over at my car and decide it needs washing.>> >>
As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the porch
>>table that I brought up from the mailbox earlier.>> >>
I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.>> >>
I lay the car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage>>
can under the table, and notice that the can is full.>> >>
So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage>>
first.>> >>
But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out>>
the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.>> >>
I take my checkbook off the table, and see that there is only one check>>
left.>> >>
My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to>>
my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking.>> >>
I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside>>
so that I don't accidentally knock it over. I see that the Coke is>>
getting warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator to keep>>
it cold.>> >>
As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke a vase of flowers on the>>
counter catches my eye--they need to be watered.>> >>
I set the Coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading glasses>>
that I've been searching for all morning.>> >>
I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water>>
the flowers.>> >>
I set the glasses back down on th e counter, fill a container with water>>
and suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.>> >>
I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I will be looking for the>>
remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide>>
to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the>>
flowers. I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills>>
on the floor.>> >>
So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels and wipe up>>
the spill.>> >>
Then I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.>> >>
At the end of the day:>> >>
* The car isn't washed.>>
* The bills aren't paid.>>
* There is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter.>>
* The flowers don't have enough water.>>
* The floor is soaked.>>
* There is still only one check in my check book.>>
* I can't find the remote.>>
* I can't find my glasses.>>
* I don't remember what I did with the car keys.>>
* The yard is flooded.>> >>
Then when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really>>
baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I'm really tired. I>>
realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it,>>
but first I'll check my e-mail.>> >>
Do me a favor, will you?>> >>
Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember to>>
whom it has been sent.>> >>
Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!>> >>
GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.>>
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.>>
LAUGHING AT YOURSELF IS THERAPEUTIC!

I'm gonna make you this promise, if ther's a life after this, i'll be there to meet you with a kiss

ok i had this email called good feelings and it really made me smile so i thought i would put it on here...

1. Falling in love. (we all get there in the end and IT IS worth the wait)
2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.
3. A hot shower. (after a days hunting, very welcome)
4. No lines at the supermarket. (God i hate queing)
5. A special glance.(yes, i can still look...!)
6. Getting mail. (cos my brothers never do)
7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.
8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio. (and then embarrassing yourself by singing out loud in front of everyone)
9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside. (and then realising you have to do the horse)
10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.
11. Chocolate milkshake (vanilla or strawberry). (NO we want chocolate)
12. A bubble bath. (and then having a bubble fight)
13. Giggling.(especially when nobody else knows whats going on)
14. A good conversation.
15. The beach (minus the sand)
16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.
17. Laughing at yourself.
18. Looking into their eyes and knowing they Love you (and loving the power)
19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.
20. Running through sprinklers.
21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.(no comment)
22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.
23. Laughing at an inside joke
24. Friends.
25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.(heaven)
27. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).
28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.
29. Playing with a new puppy. (definately no comment)
30. Having someone play with your hair.
31. Sweet dreams.
32. Hot chocolate.(with cream and marshmallows)
33. Road trips with friends.
34. Swinging on swings.
35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.(hee hee or the blacksmith)
36. Making chocolate chip cookies.
37. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.
38. Holding hands with someone you care about.
39. Running into an old friend and realizingthat some things (good or bad) never change.
40. Watching the "OMG" _expression on someone's face as they open a muchdesired present from you.
41. Watching the sunrise.
42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for anotherbeautiful day.(really?)
43. Knowing that somebody misses you.
44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.
45. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.