There once was a ribbon; a beautifully coloured purple, silk ribbon. It was created over twenty years ago and it's fraying, fraying to an unrecognisable point. A point where anyone who is new to knowing about this thread are unable to see the ribbon for what it really is.
The Fray is a contemporary American musical band whose every song that I've heard I've been easily able to relate to; in one form or another. Below are a few deconstructions from lines extracted from a handful of their songs.
I'm in over my head, over my head.
Why is it that everything I have tried to learn in the last couple of years has gone over my head? Have I lost the passion behind my constant hunger for knowledge and learning? Have I burnt out? I'm in over my head with scarring emotion, inner turmoil, a life I'm leading that I don't like; yet I can't see a reasonable way of changing it. I just want to cry. Every moment of every day. Why? Because all I feel is hurt and sadness and loneliness. Loneliness beyond what anyone could imagine. I've never been this lonely in my life, and it scares me. One of my best friends is about to move back to her home country, 13,000 miles away... In six weeks. What then? Sure I'll have a car then, but other than that all I can see is more loneliness... in a greater concentration.
With eight seconds left of over time she's on your mind, she's on your mind.
Reading this line many would think that, in some way, it relates to KC. No, it doesn't. That part of my life is over. No more of that. No, instead I keep thinking about how I've messed it up with AK. Right now, I should be in the rock town spending time with you; but no. I decided to be the 'Build walls bitch' I am and told you that it would be best to just leave the possibility of 'us' in general alone. Sure I mentioned that it wasn't just because of your busy-ness or the trip; but they were an integral part of why I said we should let it go.Yes, I regret it. Yes, you're on my mind. No, I'm not going to stay hung up on this. It's just a phase... I have to remember that.
You stare politely right on through.
Staring politely right on through life is what I've been doing the last couple of years; both because of my hearing problem and the fact that I'm off in my own world half the time trying to deal with all the bullshit.
You stay right between the lines of hidden blame.
The blame rests on me...
I could have stayed up with you all night had I've known how to save a life.
Flea ♥
Try to slip past his defence without granting innocence.
Why is that I'm always the one shut down or the one who has to apologise when I'm either making at least a decent point or when the other person whose in the wrong. I apologise to people because they've been horrible to me... HOW THE FUCK IS THAT RIGHT, JUST OR FAIR? I try to let them see for their selves what it is that's wrong; but I have to grant innocence to them. I try not to, but I feel horrible if I'm not at least on speaking terms with some one. GO FIGURE.
Pray to God he hears you.
More like pray to God that someone hears you! Someone, anyone?
The Fray is a contemporary American musical band whose every song that I've heard I've been easily able to relate to; in one form or another. Below are a few deconstructions from lines extracted from a handful of their songs.
I'm in over my head, over my head.
Why is it that everything I have tried to learn in the last couple of years has gone over my head? Have I lost the passion behind my constant hunger for knowledge and learning? Have I burnt out? I'm in over my head with scarring emotion, inner turmoil, a life I'm leading that I don't like; yet I can't see a reasonable way of changing it. I just want to cry. Every moment of every day. Why? Because all I feel is hurt and sadness and loneliness. Loneliness beyond what anyone could imagine. I've never been this lonely in my life, and it scares me. One of my best friends is about to move back to her home country, 13,000 miles away... In six weeks. What then? Sure I'll have a car then, but other than that all I can see is more loneliness... in a greater concentration.
With eight seconds left of over time she's on your mind, she's on your mind.
Reading this line many would think that, in some way, it relates to KC. No, it doesn't. That part of my life is over. No more of that. No, instead I keep thinking about how I've messed it up with AK. Right now, I should be in the rock town spending time with you; but no. I decided to be the 'Build walls bitch' I am and told you that it would be best to just leave the possibility of 'us' in general alone. Sure I mentioned that it wasn't just because of your busy-ness or the trip; but they were an integral part of why I said we should let it go.Yes, I regret it. Yes, you're on my mind. No, I'm not going to stay hung up on this. It's just a phase... I have to remember that.
You stare politely right on through.
Staring politely right on through life is what I've been doing the last couple of years; both because of my hearing problem and the fact that I'm off in my own world half the time trying to deal with all the bullshit.
You stay right between the lines of hidden blame.
The blame rests on me...
I could have stayed up with you all night had I've known how to save a life.
Flea ♥
Try to slip past his defence without granting innocence.
Why is that I'm always the one shut down or the one who has to apologise when I'm either making at least a decent point or when the other person whose in the wrong. I apologise to people because they've been horrible to me... HOW THE FUCK IS THAT RIGHT, JUST OR FAIR? I try to let them see for their selves what it is that's wrong; but I have to grant innocence to them. I try not to, but I feel horrible if I'm not at least on speaking terms with some one. GO FIGURE.
Pray to God he hears you.
More like pray to God that someone hears you! Someone, anyone?
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