I’m sick of thee sheep, I’m sick of thou shepherd Sick of dressing like a human when I’m feeling like a leopard I’m sick of slow rock, I’m sick of quick quips Sick of holding on to nothing when I just want to hold your hips
The world’s got me dizzy again You think after 22 years I’d be used to the spin And it only feels worse when I stay in one place So I’m always pacing around or walking away I keep drinking the ink from my pen And I’m balancing history books up on my head But it all boils down to one quotable phrase If you love something, give it away
Most important decisions in life Are made between two people in bed I found that out at my expense And when i see you You just turn around and walk away like we never met Oh we used to be so brave I dreamt the world stopped turning as we climbed the hill I dreamt impossible dreams that we were lovers still
And there’s a hole in your head, spilled your thoughts on the floor, we wanted you bad, you wanted it more. The trick is: you do not get on that interstate bus. The catch is: you stay and see what becomes of us.
I wish i was a sailor, Kiss my salty lips, remember All the times you shouted “land ho!” See the shore line approaching, I see all the ships in the sea All the ships in the sea All the ships in the sea What is it that sailors drink So the ocean doesn’t scare them? I’ll pound a few and then wait for you In my big tall ship.
I know that you’re smiling, baby, I don’t even need to see your face Sunset at the shoreline, we are laughing, breaking up, Just like the waves Are you feeling, feeling, feeling like I’m, feeling Like I’m floating, floating, up above that big blue ocean Sand beneath our feet, big blue sky above our heads, No need to keep stressing from our everyday life on our minds We have got to leave all that behind
Fun Friday:You Sound Like Louis Burdett - The Whitlams
And we roll on to my backshed, play some poker, scratch my head Look at the sky and spot the planes, where would I go on holidays? Roll with the punches, down the aisles, And down the street the weeks roll by All my friends are fuck-ups but they’re fun to have around Banana chairs out on the concrete, telling stories to the stars.
Take Me Back Tuesday:Lost Without Each Other - Hanson
I ran into your best friend today Twelve nights since you ran away I asked about you and she said, can’t say, can’t say I’m feeling lonely and it seems to stay It’s been a while since I felt that way Well, I can tell you there’s no room to play this game
Baby daughter on the road, you’re wrapped up warm in daddy’s coat. And I can still see the cigarette’s heat. I can’t believe all that you’re telling me, what is cutting like the smoke through your teeth as you’re telling me “forget it.” But if I could tear his throat, and spill his blood between my jaws, and erase his name out for good, don’t you know that I would? Don’t you realize that I wouldn’t pause, that I would cut him down with my claws if I could have somehow never let that happen? Or I’d call, some black midnight, fuck up his new life where they don’t know what he did, tell his brand-new wife and his second kid. Though I tell you, like before, that you should wreck his life the way that he wrecked yours, you want no part of his life anymore.
But love was not enough to hold my grip Can’t you just feel my fingers slip Into those oceans in the sky where people swim Oceans in the sky calling me in Oceans in the sky I tell myself Though I’m not kidding anybody else They know I’m leaving They know that I’m leaving this behind So I’m leaving my best friend Just for the hell of it Just for the sake of it But how much I loved you.