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"I know my dreams are made of you
of you and only for you
your ocean pulls me under
your voice tears me asunder
 love me before the last petal falls"



~ Nightwish ~











I suppose I would have preferred it if Sam (that's my roommate's journal name, I think) would have played the last game of the season in the NCAA 2002 game so I could spend most of the morning researching and recruiting for the teams I pseudo-coach, but he didn't, so here we are looking out for arrows (whatever that means... I mean, I probably knew at the time)...

. o O ( oh, the date I guess ) O o .

maybe it's time to actually get up to speed with my web connection so I can start checking out all the goodies that pass through my mail every day (yeah sure, that'll happen like tomorrow, right)... anyway, UltraGrrrl's UltraPick of the Day (one of the many email lists I received) is Good Souls by Starsailor and there's another song I haven't heard no less group I never heard of... music I haven't heard of... it used to be a lot more challenging to find... there's lots more music (seems the exponential increase in bands and artists continues as it has since the explosion in the mid 50s), but I have been gone... yeah, where have I been... out of the loop... far out...

won't somebody pull me in
I've been out on the road so long
out of the loop
lost and alone
wasted and I...
still have no home

working every waking hour
I've been down on my luck so long
crossed off the map
nobody cares
basted in my
own blood sweat and tears
been a bad day
seems like it's lasting a few years

got my heart cut out and fed to me
by the mother of my soul
you don't want to know the whole story
it only gets worse from there

I was left out in the cold to die
by the father I never knew
not even swaddling or a soft place to land
how far am I from you?
wondering what I can do

won't somebody hear my song
been in silent numb so long
unfinished chord
lost and unheard
wasted and I...

forgot the next word

buried somewhere deep inside
a soul yearns to be free
starving for music
creative muse
reached for unreachable stars
for life of love
only wanting
someone to love
and that someone
to love me





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