Episode 132 : Shooting from the lip
It is a familiar sense of deja vu. A very familiar sense of deja vu.
Kal Ho Na Ho in January 2004.
Page 3 in January 2005.
None in January 2006.
Guru in January 2007.
Extreme ways are back again
Extreme places I didnt know
I broke everything new again
Everything that I'd owned
I threw it out the windows, came along
Extreme ways I know move apart
The colors of my sea
Perfect color me
I played the time-machine game in my mind, poring over days that went by. Trying to find parallels in the past so that I can compare it with the present and console myself that a better future is just around the corner.
Extreme ways that help me
Help me out at night
Extreme places I had gone
But never seen any light
Dirty basements, dirty noise
Dirty places coming through
Extreme worlds alone
Did you ever like it planned?
But I see none, how matter how hard I try.
I should have asked for mercy, not happiness. I spoke too soon.
A trifle too soon.
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Like it always does, always does.
5 Comment(s):
At 1/15/2007 10:32 pm,
Anonymous said…
Tsk tsk. 15 days into the new year and you've already decided it's not going to be happy?
Oh ye of lil faith!
At 1/16/2007 2:16 am,
Anonymous said…
"I played the time-machine game in my mind, poring over days that went by. Trying to find parallels in the past so that I can compare it with the present and console myself that a better future is just around the corner." This so says it all! BTW, some great Moby there!
At 1/16/2007 3:05 am,
Anonymous said…
If there's anything that you want
If there's anything I can do
just call on me and I'll send it along
with love, from me to you
At 1/16/2007 7:09 pm,
Hyde said…
:-)
At 1/17/2007 2:25 pm,
Prerona said…
its strange reading ur blog nowadays :)
Post a Comment
<< Back to the show