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Live in my house
I’ll be your shelter
Just pay me back
With one thousand kisses
Be my lover
And I’ll cover you

Open your door
I'll be your tenant
Don't got much baggage to lay at your feet
But sweet kisses I've got to spare
I'll be there and I'll cover you
I think they meant it
When they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it
A new lease you are my love
On life
Be my life

Just slip me on
I'll be your blanket
Wherever, whatever
I'll be your coat

You'll be my king
And I'll be your castle

No, you'll be my queen
And I'll be your moat

I think they meant it
When they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it
A new lease you are my love
On life
Oh my life

I’ve longed to discover
Something as true as this is
So with a thousand sweet kisses
If you're cold and you're lonely
With a thousand sweet kisses
You've got one nickel only
With a thousand sweet kisses
If you're worn out and tired
With a thousand sweet kisses
When your heart has expired

Oh, lover, I'll cover you
Oh, lover, I'll cover you

--i’ll cover you, rent
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Saturday, July 07, 2007

"Window" (Fiona Apple)

I was staring out the window
The whole time he was talking to me
It was a filthy pane of glass
I couldn't get a clear view

As he went on and on
It wasn't the outside world I could see
Just the filthy pane that I was looking through

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

I was never focused on just one thing
My eyes got fixed when my mind got soft
It may looked like I'm concentrated on a very clear view

But I'm as good as asleep
I bet you didn't know
It takes a lot of it away if you do

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

Because the fact in fact
Whatever's in front of me is covering my view
So I can't see what I'm seeing in fact
I only see what I'm looking through

I had to break the window
It just had to be it was in my way
Better that I break the window
Then forget what I had to say

So again I've done the right thing
I was never worried about that
The answer's always been in clear view
But even when the window's clean
I still can't see for the fact
That when it's clean it's so clear
I can't tell what I'm looking through

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

I had to break the window
It just had to be it was in my way
Better that I break the window
Then forget what I had to say

I had to break the window
It was in my way
Better that I break a window
Then forget what I had to say

Or miss what I should see
Or breaking him or her or me


Friday, May 11, 2007

new music obsession: life in cartoon motion by MIKA (yeah, it's in caps)

Oh Billy Brown had lived an ordinary life.
Two kids, a dog, and a precautionary wife.
While it was all going accordingly to plan
Then Billy Brown fell in love with another man.
He met his lover almost every single day
Making excuses for his dodgy holiday
Unto religion that he said and duly found
They didn't know that his faith was earthly bound

-from Billy Brown, from MIKA's life in cartoon motion


Saturday, April 28, 2007

"Pearls Before Swine" by Stephan Pastis

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Thursday, April 19, 2007

all right. well, the skirt idea got thrown into the dirt.
so i decided to just give up on it and get my own dress. they can all spend three hours searching for the right one for them. whatever.
i like the dress i've got now, all though it's three sizes too big and i have to take it to the tailor's and get it fitted.


Wednesday, April 18, 2007

that choir teacher is trying to do something stupid again: she wants to put the girls in fifties maid dresses to get up on stage. (it's not pretty at ALL, or appropriate for our music). so my mom and i are going to do research and go to joann's and find a pattern and some cheap fabric and make some nice fifties costumes.

that lady makes me SO ANGRY.



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