I must have lived so long with covered eyes
When did you say goodbye?
I’m only just waking up
To all the joy that you’ve outgrown
Memories I can’t erase
Alone, jealous and stoned
Idle kids with idle hearts
Some of them went too far
Some still waiting there
Sitting at home, what am I doing?
Boy waitng by the phone
Alone, jealous and stoned
I waited for you
I always waited for you
Can’t have been too late
As I was still warm
Fighting off heavy eyes
Still thinking that you would call
Echoing words, voices, thoughts
Remembering what you forgot
I was just hanging out
Sitting at home, what am I doing?
A boy waitng by the phone
Alone, jealous and stoned
Is it philiphobia? Is it simple monophobia? Is it a fear of being hurt again? Fear of committing to someone again? Fear of putting all emotions out in the open for someone to see? Fear of taking that next step? Or is it just me thinking too much about things as always? Is it something totally unrelated to what i think it is? Do i actually maybe enjoy things the way they are but don’t realise it? Am i scared of change? I honestly don’t know. But whatever it is, it’s fucking annoying.
“I want to think someone’s beautiful, that they’re so beautiful it’s a thrill to be near them. Fill my stomach with butterflies, have me floating on air, bring something out of me i didn’t know was there. But it’s such a torturous thing that i am not excited by anyone.”
A heaven, a gateway, a hope
Just like a feeling I need, it’s no joke
And though it hurts me to treat you this way
Betrayed by words, I’d never heard, too hard to say
Up, down, turn around
Please don’t let me hit the ground
Tonight I think I’ll walk alone
I’ll find my soul as I go home.
Each way I turn, I know I’ll always try
To break this circle that’s been placed around me
From time to time, I find I’ve lost some need
That was urgent to myself, I do believe
Up, down, turn around
Please don’t let me hit the ground
Tonight I think I’ll walk alone
I’ll find my soul as I go home.
Oh, you’ve got green eyes
Oh, you’ve got blue eyes
Oh, you’ve got grey eyes
Oh, you’ve got green eyes
Oh, you’ve got blue eyes
Oh, you’ve got grey eyes
And I’ve never seen anyone quite like you before
No, I’ve never met anyone quite like you before
Thoughts from above hit the people down below
People in this world, we have no place to go
Oh, it’s the last time
Oh, I’ve never met anyone quite like you before
“And i’m alive. And i’m alone. And i never wanted to be any of those.”
This is a one off special post that i decided to do for my friend Emma who left to study in Aberdeen last month, i promised i would dedicate a special post to her….so after much delay and without further ado here goes…
and i couldn’t leave out one of your favourite artists, even if he does look overly sleazy in certain lingerie adverts….its the one and only Bobby Bob Bob, the Dylanator..
and two covers of that song, one which sticks reasonably close to the original by Monsters Of Folk (a supergroup of such which features Bright Eyes, M.Ward and Jim James) and another one which is very different and unique by the Secret Machines.
The college-y type sounds of a certain person that Emma has convinced me to like…
MP3: Tom Petty – Free Fallin’
A band that no matter how much Emma likes i’m afraid i never will but seeing as this post is for Emma i’m obliged to involve them..
Mp3: The Beatles – A Hard Days Night
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