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  1. this grudge

    February 25, 2008 by shishnit

    Fourteen years
    Thirty minutes
    Fifteen seconds I’ve
    Held this grudge

    Eleven songs
    Four full journals
    Thoughts of punishment
    I’ve expended

    Not in contact
    Not a letter
    Such communication
    Telepathic
    You’ve been vilified
    Used as fodder
    You deserve a piece
    Of every record

    But who’s it hurting now?
    Who’s the one that’s stuck?
    Who’s it torturing now
    With an antique knot in her stomach?

    I want to be big and let go
    Of this grudge that’s grown old
    All this time I’ve not known
    How to rest this bygone
    I wanna be soft and resolved
    Clean of slate and released
    I wanna forgive for the both of us

    Like an abandoned house
    Dusty covered
    Furniture
    Still intact
    If I visit it now
    Will I simply re-live it
    Somehow gratuitous

    But who’s still aching now?
    Who’s tired of her own voice?
    Who is it weighing down
    With no gift from time of said healing

    I want to be big and let go
    Of this grudge that’s grown old
    All this time I’ve not known
    How to rest this bygone
    I wanna be soft and resolved
    Clean of slate and released
    I wanna forgive for the both of us

    Maybe as I cut the cord
    Veils will lift from my eyes
    Maybe as I lay this to rest
    Dead weight off my shoulders will rise

    Here I sit
    Much determined
    Ever ill-equipped
    To draw this curtain
    How this has entertained
    Validated
    And has served me well
    Ever the victim

    But who’s done whining now?
    Who’s ready to put down
    This load I’ve carried longer than I had cared to remember

    I want to be big and let go
    Of this grudge that’s grown old
    For the life of me I’ve not known
    How to rest this bygone
    I wanna be soft and resolved
    Clean of slate and released
    I wanna forgive for the both of us. 

     

    Alanis Morissette

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  2. drownin’ – Sponge (used to make me cry…oh sweet glory things have changed!!)

    February 10, 2008 by shishnit

    Will I hate tomorrow
    Will I hate what I can’t
    See
    I’m doubting should I walk
    Around it
    Try to be what I can’t be
    I’m dying

    I’m not happy anymore
    I’m just not happy anymore
    I’m drownin’

    Suppose you painted the
    Castle of Auvers
    But everything you did
    Came alive
    And if you painted all
    These things just to
    Please me
    And if you could read my
    Mind

    I would never be happy
    What will change tomorrow
    In this sea within a sea
    I’m blinded

    How long will I be down
    Here 

    I’m out of air
    I can not breathe
    I’m drownin

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  3. Let the words escape (lyrics)

    January 21, 2008 by shishnit

    Love, how did I find you?

    Was I even breathing before I knew your name?

    Who could ever have planned this?

    Arranged a whole planet to all turn out this way.

    Hey, only Heaven knows

    The dreams behind these things I’m asking

    Even our angels look surprised

    To bump their wings in passing

    I love you

    How can I say,

    I love you

    Let the words escape

    Though you snuck up behind me

    I thought I was hiding

    But oh how I fell for you

    My heart beats double inside me

    As I learn to love it

    Say my prayers for two

    Hey, only Heaven saw

    The tears I cried

    On the day I met you

    If the whole world goes wrong

    I’ll don a cape

    And fly to your rescue

    Because I love you

    How can I say,

    I love you

    Let the words escape

    Let the words escape

    Let the words escape

    -Chris Smith 

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  4. I’ll see your heart and raise you mine

    January 15, 2008 by shishnit

    Recently on one of my daily jaunts to curled.up.com to check out the new book reviews, I noticed the banner for veryshortlist.com. I signed up. Today they recommended a band that I already love. Bell X-1 I hesitated to sign up for any more email alerts. So far I love this daily email. Always something I’m truly interested in or have never heard of and that’s wonderful.

    I love this Bell X-1 tune. I secretly consider it I and Rick’s love song. I would always see his heart and raise him mine. He’s the only man that has ever made me “want” to get over my “arms length” disease and truly love without abandon. Sure I sometimes still have issues but nowhere near what they were. I love this song. Go download it for 99 cents and try it. Rick is always the card up my sleeve…always. This song ranks up there in my personal top ten best tunes ever and it’s also on my top ten songs no one but me seems to know about.  I also love the idea of the devil playing poker with an angel…call me crazy.

    I’ll See Your Heart and I’ll Raise You Mine

    What’s with the angel
    and what’s with the devil
    They keep swapping shoulders
    and I can’t tell which from which
    “Will you be my Kris kindle?
    Will you be my better nature?”
    says one to the other
    But I think they’re only showing off

    I caught them playing poker
    and I think it was the devil who said
    “I’ll see your heart
    and I’ll raise you mine”

    Yea, they keep swapping shoulders
    I think there’s something going on
    “Will you be my sweet pea?
    Will you be the card up my sleeve?”
    says one to the other
    and this time they hold their gaze
    for too long

    Now they’re playing poker
    and this time it’s the angel who says
    “I’ll see your heart
    and I’ll raise you mine”

    This is the story of the angel
    who played poker with the devil
    in the Garden of Eden
    before it all went pear shaped

    They said
    “I’ll see your heart
    and I’ll raise you mine”

    Bellx1

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  5. Everything’s Just Wonderful

    January 9, 2008 by shishnit

    Do you think, everything, everyone, is going mental,
    It seems to me that it’s spiraling outta control and it’s inevitable,
    Now don’t you think,
    This time is yours, this time is mine,
    It’s temperamental,
    It seems to me, we’re on all fours,
    Crawling on our knees,
    Someone help us please

    Oh Jesus Christ almighty,
    Do I feel alright? No not slightly,
    I wanna get a flat I know I can’t afford it,
    It’s just the bureaucrats who won’t give me a mortgage,
    Well it’s very funny cos I got your fucking money,
    And I’m never gonna get it just because of my bad credit
    Oh well I guess I mustn’t grumble,
    I suppose that’s just the way the cookie crumbles.

    Oh yes, I’m fine,
    Everything’s just wonderful,
    I’m having the time of my life.

    Don’t you want something else,
    Something new, than what we’ve got here,
    And don’t you feel it’s all the same,
    Some sick game and it’s not insincere,
    I wish I could change the ways of the world,
    Make it a nice place
    Until that day, I guess we stay,
    Doing what we do
    Screwing who we screw

    Why can’t I sleep at night,
    Don’t say it’s gonna be alright,
    I wanna be able to eat spaghetti bolognaise,
    and not feel bad about it for days and days and days.
    In the magazines they talk about weight loss,
    If I buy those jeans I can look like Kate Moss,
    Oh no it’s not the life I chose,
    But I guess that’s the way that things go,

    Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

    Oh Jesus Christ almighty,
    Do I feel alright? No not slightly,
    I wanna get a flat I know I can’t afford it,
    It’s just the bureaucrats who won’t give me a mortgage,
    Well it’s very funny cos I got your fucking money,
    And I’m never gonna get it just because of my bad credit
    Oh well I guess I mustn’t grumble,
    I suppose that’s just the way the cookie crumbles.

    Lily Allen

    I wish I wrote this….

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