You stroke your fingers
lightly against my cheek

It's not the shadows by the red lights
that makes my skin crawl late at night.
It's your quiet heart and your silence
as your teardrops stain my sheets.

She is waving out of the window,
her smile is red as a wound.
And my quiet heart goes to pieces.
It's been a lonely year in this room,
and I will not ignore you like before.
My january promises are more than words softly spoken.

And everything I told you was stolen from a book.
I read something about kisses in a science magazine.
Something they can't capture in the sweetest movie scenes.

Now I found a way to make you smile
Pretending I am someone else
Cause I really missed your smile
More than I missed myself
You found a way to keep it inside
To a point where you can't feel a thing
And silence suits us fine
Cause we are not listening
No, we're not listening

And you tried to tell me how you feel.
I couldn't hear you say a thing.
You tried to tell me how you feel.
I wasn't listening, I wasn't listening.

I tried so hard to make you smile.

It's been a lonely year in this room.

like a child with tears in his eyes
you've made me weak

And then comes that feeling
that sneaking feeling
the only one I can't do anything about
then I close the soul
squeezing it to death
and find a heavenly drug
and then comes that feeling
am I the only one
who never understands?

do you see what I see?
I'm almost like you

Utan Dina Andetag - Without Your Breath

I know you're asleep
feel the heat from your skin
just the smell makes me weak
but I don't dare to wake you now

I would give you
everything you want
but only when you don't hear
I dare to say so

I cannot even walk
without your air in my lungs
I cannot even stand
when you're not watching
and transparent like grey
is what I'll be like
without your breath

My watch has stopped
under your eyelids
the dreams pass by
you're light as a feather inside

And without a sound
my heart in your hand
I've lost my speech
it remains in your hair

I cannot even walk
without your air in my lungs
I cannot even stand
when you're not watching
colourless like a tear
is what I'll be like
without your breath

I cannot even walk
without your air in my lungs
I cannot even stand
if you're not watching
and transparent like grey
what would I be like
without your breath

What would I be like
without your breath?

Nothing
I can't remember anything
Nothing
I can't feel anything

You can hurt me
as much as you want to
But you give me the chance
to do it myself
I give you
all the stories I have
I know anyway that
I'll never come back

They're forgotten.
But they're speaking through the pencil in my hand.
And they carried me all the way here.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvoT3gnG5zI&search=We%27re%20Going%20To%20Be%20Friends


Fall is here,hear the yell
back to school,ring the bell
brand new shoes,walking blues
climb the fence,books and pens
I can tell that we're going to be friends

Walk with me,Suzy Lee
through the park and by the tree
we will rest upon the ground
and look at all the bugs we found
then safely walk to school
without a sound

Well here we are,no one else
we walked to school all by ourselves
there's dirt on our uniforms
from chasing all the ants and worms
we clean up and now its time to learn

Numbers,letters,learn to spell
nouns,and books,and show and tell
at playtime we will throw the ball
back to class,through the hall
teacher marks our height
against the wall

And we don't notice any time pass
we don't notice anything
we sit side by side in every class
teacher thinks that I sound funny
but she likes the way you sing

Tonight I'll dream while I'm in bed
when silly thoughts go through my head
about the bugs and alphabet
and when I wake tommorow I'll bet
that you and I will walk together again
cause I can tell that we're going to be friends

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YpSOWDd_Pg&search=a%20perfect%20circle%20-%20imagine

magnetic fields: love is like a bottle of gin


It makes you blind, it does you in
It makes you think you're pretty tough
It makes you prone to crime and sin
It makes you say thing off the cuff
It's very small and made of glass
and grossly over-advertised
It turns a genius into an ass
and makes a fool think he is wise
It could make you regret your birth
or turn cartwheels in your best suit
It costs a lot more than it's worth
and yet there is no substitute
They keep it on a higher shelf
the older and more pure it grows
It has no color in itself
but it can make you see rainbows
You can find it at the Bowery
or you can find it at Elaine's
It makes your words more flowery
It makes the sun shine, makes it rain
You just get what they put in
and they never put in enough
Love is like a bottle of gin
but a bottle of gin is not like love

magnetic fields: the one you really love


I do believe our love's in danger
I might as well be loving air
You look at me like I'm a stranger
You look at me like I'm not there
I gaze into your eyes of blue
but their beauty is not for me
You're thinking of someone who's gone
You're dreaming of the one you really love

I made you mine, or so it seemed
Though he is dead he haunts your dreams
I might as well be two ft. tall
You never will love me at all...
You're dreaming of the corpse you really love