Mood:Thinking too much
Topic: Blog Masses
S.O.C.: "For the Workforce Drowning" by Thursday
For The Workforce, Drowning Lyrics
________________________________________________
Falling from the top for you life
still like parachutes
windows go rushing by.
people inside,
dressed for the funeral in black and white.
These ties strangle our necks, hanging in the closet,
found in the cubicle;
without a name, just numbers, on the resumé stored in the mainframe, marked for delete.
please take these hands
throw them in the river,
wash away the things they never held
please take these hands,
throw me in the river,
dont let me drown before the workday ends.
lack of time! lack of time!
and we're up to our necks,
drowning in the seconds,
it's just in your morning commute
lost in a desert way sleep
we will not lie awake in our parents beds,
tossing and turning.
tomorrow we'll get up
drive to work,
single file
with everyday
it's like the last.
waiting for the right to start, is it always just always ahead of the curve?
please take these hands
throw them in the river,
wash away the things they never held
please take these hands,
throw me in the river,
dont let me drown before the workday ends.
just keep making copies
of copies
of copies
when will it end?
it'll never end,
'til it gets so bad
that the ink fills in our fingerprints
and the silouhette of your own face becomes the black cloud of war
and even in our dreams we're so afraid the way we'll offset who we are
all those breaths that you took have now been canceled in your lungs.
last night my teeth fell out like i want
my teeth fell out like ivory typewriter keys
and all the monuments and sky scrapers burn down themselves
and save!
save our ship
the anchor is part of the desk
we can't cut free,
the water is flooding the decks
the memo said through colors
computers spark like flares
i can see them.
they don't touch me,
touch me.
please someone,
teach me how to swim.
please, dont let me drown,
please don't let me drown.
I love Thursday....It helps me think...God bless Geoff Rickly. They always force me to. I read everyones blog this morning between 4 am and 6 am...it was painful in some aspects. How do I explain this....
It was like a strobe light right in your eyes, like flipping through a scrapbook of text photos drenched with anger pain and only small scraps of things resembling a normal day or any kind of satisfaction. The thing that really killed me was the changes...drastic changes. I read more than just the resent ones I read some to about a month back. I don't know exactly what I'm trying to say. Like I get e-mails from some of you guys riddled with confusion and anger but the blogs moments before or after this e-mail are...trying to cheer up. I'm not exactly sure what I'm trying to say I'm sorry.
Shit I feel freakning lost in my own stream of concsiousness. I need something more concrete to focuse on the song okay. I put that song on here for this...seemingly a good portion of the dissatisfaction steems from the mundane but at the same time...people need an anchor something concrete but...when you hate the things you have to do everyday is it really an anchor to the real world or is it the big metal thing you take with you as you jump into the river to make sure you drown?
::sigh:: What Rubics cube of a life is this?.....Hmmm Change of Tone
What I did enjoy was some of the simpler pleasures from the blogs...political comics, Mormon stories, AWA anticipation, Friday recaps, playing music with lustful longing.....why can't there be more of this everywhere...why are things so...self destructive seemingly....
More than anything...I want to understand...because if I understood maybe I can change it you know. Enlightenment...but...even if I knew how would I be able to change things? Or would I go mad with the inability? I think I've...gone a little farther into my own head then I meant to...but it's simple enought to get out. I know there's one thought that always makes me giggle--Peter trying to bit me! It makes me squirm and laugh in memory...Lum and Cat's faces as I told them about my brother and the baloon....Junior Triping all the time...Geimer chasing me around school....Lisette playing keep away from Nancy...Jonnell Dancing...Lupe Laughing....Nori looking confused for a moment...Joel Goofing off...Danny smiling with his boys..Keisha dancing...simple things flashes in the dark...smiiling friends...hehe it's hard coming back to the surface after diving that deep...painful haha I started to cry remembering all that....I should get to school...everyone have a nice day okay.
Kim
"I brought you my bullets, you brought me your love".
Topic: Blog Masses
S.O.C.: "For the Workforce Drowning" by Thursday
For The Workforce, Drowning Lyrics
________________________________________________
Falling from the top for you life
still like parachutes
windows go rushing by.
people inside,
dressed for the funeral in black and white.
These ties strangle our necks, hanging in the closet,
found in the cubicle;
without a name, just numbers, on the resumé stored in the mainframe, marked for delete.
please take these hands
throw them in the river,
wash away the things they never held
please take these hands,
throw me in the river,
dont let me drown before the workday ends.
lack of time! lack of time!
and we're up to our necks,
drowning in the seconds,
it's just in your morning commute
lost in a desert way sleep
we will not lie awake in our parents beds,
tossing and turning.
tomorrow we'll get up
drive to work,
single file
with everyday
it's like the last.
waiting for the right to start, is it always just always ahead of the curve?
please take these hands
throw them in the river,
wash away the things they never held
please take these hands,
throw me in the river,
dont let me drown before the workday ends.
just keep making copies
of copies
of copies
when will it end?
it'll never end,
'til it gets so bad
that the ink fills in our fingerprints
and the silouhette of your own face becomes the black cloud of war
and even in our dreams we're so afraid the way we'll offset who we are
all those breaths that you took have now been canceled in your lungs.
last night my teeth fell out like i want
my teeth fell out like ivory typewriter keys
and all the monuments and sky scrapers burn down themselves
and save!
save our ship
the anchor is part of the desk
we can't cut free,
the water is flooding the decks
the memo said through colors
computers spark like flares
i can see them.
they don't touch me,
touch me.
please someone,
teach me how to swim.
please, dont let me drown,
please don't let me drown.
I love Thursday....It helps me think...God bless Geoff Rickly. They always force me to. I read everyones blog this morning between 4 am and 6 am...it was painful in some aspects. How do I explain this....
It was like a strobe light right in your eyes, like flipping through a scrapbook of text photos drenched with anger pain and only small scraps of things resembling a normal day or any kind of satisfaction. The thing that really killed me was the changes...drastic changes. I read more than just the resent ones I read some to about a month back. I don't know exactly what I'm trying to say. Like I get e-mails from some of you guys riddled with confusion and anger but the blogs moments before or after this e-mail are...trying to cheer up. I'm not exactly sure what I'm trying to say I'm sorry.
Shit I feel freakning lost in my own stream of concsiousness. I need something more concrete to focuse on the song okay. I put that song on here for this...seemingly a good portion of the dissatisfaction steems from the mundane but at the same time...people need an anchor something concrete but...when you hate the things you have to do everyday is it really an anchor to the real world or is it the big metal thing you take with you as you jump into the river to make sure you drown?
::sigh:: What Rubics cube of a life is this?.....Hmmm Change of Tone
What I did enjoy was some of the simpler pleasures from the blogs...political comics, Mormon stories, AWA anticipation, Friday recaps, playing music with lustful longing.....why can't there be more of this everywhere...why are things so...self destructive seemingly....
More than anything...I want to understand...because if I understood maybe I can change it you know. Enlightenment...but...even if I knew how would I be able to change things? Or would I go mad with the inability? I think I've...gone a little farther into my own head then I meant to...but it's simple enought to get out. I know there's one thought that always makes me giggle--Peter trying to bit me! It makes me squirm and laugh in memory...Lum and Cat's faces as I told them about my brother and the baloon....Junior Triping all the time...Geimer chasing me around school....Lisette playing keep away from Nancy...Jonnell Dancing...Lupe Laughing....Nori looking confused for a moment...Joel Goofing off...Danny smiling with his boys..Keisha dancing...simple things flashes in the dark...smiiling friends...hehe it's hard coming back to the surface after diving that deep...painful haha I started to cry remembering all that....I should get to school...everyone have a nice day okay.
Kim
"I brought you my bullets, you brought me your love".
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