current mood: hungry...
current song: labour of love by frente
oh am i fooling you?
do you fall for it all
or do you just see right through?
are you as cool as you believe?
are you playing hard?
are you waiting just to quietly clock my card?
are you waiting for a moment to leave?
i don't know how i bent what you said
to what i believe you meant
i don't know anything at all
i'm standing in the push and shove
and i'm just within the rescue
of the labour of your love
i can't do anything but fall
a-fall, a-fall-fall-fall
why do i feel like i can never find you?
why do i feel like i'm the only survivor?
why am i thinking of -
you and me and the labour of love?
one chance, one shot
that's all anybody ever got
newborn still warm
naked in the rush hour
dancing in my gutter
and if you want to find me
call me, i'll be far from
the cars and guitars and
everybody
why do i feel like i can never find you?
why do i feel like i'm the only survivor?
why am i thinking of -
you and me and the labour of love?
and i never knew before
but i feel like a child in a cold, cold war
so strong, so tough
sitting in suburbia, waiting for the wind up
and i don't want to dance
i just want to jump from the prison of circumstance
why am i thinking of -
you and me and the labour of love?
why do i feel like i can never find you?
why do i feel like i'm the only survivor?
why am i thinking of -
you and me and the labour of love?
so yes, i'm confused again. but the confusion right now is outweighed by the hunger i'm satisfying right now by eating carr's famous potato porridge. i told him that only little girls and bears eat porridge, and he just growled at me. so i just shut up and thinned it back into soup. it's tasty none the less. especially if you eat it with a bit of sourdough bread and butter, and some cheese melted in it.
at any rate, the only thing i'm confused about is where i'm going to go. the commune will be no more in a mere matter of months, and i will be forced to seek shelter elsewhere. i'm thinking i'm going to sell my car, and take the money from that and my tax return and buy myself a one way ticket back to the only place that's felt like home other than the commune...
Nashville. i long for the south, the people, the city. i know i can make it.
i'm going to continue eating now.