Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Lyrics of the Week

Champ:
In the light of the sun,
Is there anyone? oh it has begun...

Oh dear you look so lost,
Eyes are red and tears are shed,

This world you must've crossed...
- Augustana, Boston

Runner-up:
Still I wonder why it is,
I don't argue like this,
With anyone but you.
We do it all the time,
Blowing out my mind.
- Corinne Bailey Rae, Like a Star

Clocks

Away too long but not long enough,
Talking so soft the neighbors can hear.
Sweet thoughts act tough,
Mostly cloudy skies are clear.
Full tanks of empty fuel,
Lost in open spaces.
Hammering home without a tool,
Eyes announce the faces.
Angry laughter scolds the hall,
Wooden keys for iron locks.
Time to just embrace the Fall...
Time to change the clocks.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Reflections of an aging man...

Sleep is a luxury that's not often bestowed upon thinkaholic time-wasters such as myself...
Finding out what you're good at starts with realizing what you're passionate about...
Choosing 'not to know' is sometimes the coziest Coat of Arms...
Playful ambiguity is the most maddening of aphrodisiacs...
Mother, undoubtedly, knows best...
Eloquence of speech and deftness of composition are the rarest, and most powerful, of weapons...
You are only as superficial as your latest rejection of an intelligent, kind, well-established dentist whose hair is too frizzy, nose is too long, and skin is too patchy...
Worldly women do not reside in Covington, KY, do not shop at Hot Topic, and do not pronounce 'trash' as 'treeeash'...
Thinning hair is the driving force behind male domestication and matrimony...
If you don't give the phone number, you'll never get the call...
Broken promises and shattered dreams couldn't last a minute in the ring with relentless regrets...
Thirty seconds of greatness is better than a lifetime of mediocrity...

I really AM as smart as I think I am...


Two Seven, with Love.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Anatomy of a Love Affair...

The vision...by chance, but by plan.
The introduction, smooth talk, short span.
The question, the query that opens the door.
The silence, the noise that beckons for more.
The response, the fury that powers the burst.
The anticipation, the thoughts that imagine the first.
The opportunity, triumphed through lyrical play.
The connection, the heat that scorches the day.
The courtship, the method that masters the mind.
The climax, eruptions...of every kind.
The confrontation, colliding like stars in the night.
The reconciliation, amending and ending the fight.
The resolution, the choice to change what to change.
The affirmation, the comfort of all that’s in range.
The hesitation, the doubt that invades the bond.
The acceptance, the knowledge, the resolve to move on.
The reflection, the memories that lecture the heart.
The vision, the glimpse, now back at the start…


Lyrics of the Week

Champ:
Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine,
And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time...
-
Snow Patrol, Open Your Eyes

Runner-up:
Now if I wrote you a love note,
And made you smile at every word I wrote...
Would that make you wanna change your scene,
And wanna be the one on my team?
- JT, My Love

Old School:
The scar's a souvenir she'd never lose,
The past is never far...
And did you lose yourself somewhere out there,
Did you get to be a star?
-
Goo Goo Dolls, Name