this day deserves marking

Marked.

Read it.period

Read My Mind

On the corner of main street
Just tryin' to keep it in line
You say you wanna move on and
You say I'm falling behind

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

I never really gave up on
Breakin' out of this two-star town
I got the green light
I got a little fight
I'm gonna turn this thing around

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The good old days, the honest man;
The restless heart, the Promised Land
A subtle kiss that no one sees;
A broken wrist and a big trapeze

Oh well I don't mind, you don't mind
Cause I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go, can you read my mind?

It’s funny how you just break down
Waitin' on some sign
I pull up to the front of your driveway
With magic soakin' my spine

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The teenage queen, the loaded gun;
The drop dead dream, the Chosen One
A southern drawl, a world unseen;
A city wall and a trampoline

Oh well I don't mind, you don't mind
Cause I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go
Tell me what you find when you read my mind

Slippin’ in my faith until I fall
You never returned that call
Woman, open the door, don't let it sting
I wanna breathe that fire again

She said
Oh well I don't mind, you don't mind
Cause I don't shine if you don't shine

Put your back on me
Put your back on me
Put your back on me

The stars are blazing like rebel diamonds cut out of the sun
When you read my mind

And there's nothing more I can say...m speechless...tired...tipsy...sprained necked (ignore the patheticness of how i came up wid tht( n tht too)) neway... :P...

I am Bored....

Conversations

Conversations give me a high...real ones ...everything else is what I would call mere 'accompaniments'. They leave you calmer, softer and wishfull... losing ground into a strata above, differentiated, disconnected, dreaming....they make you heady

the transience of my thoughts

Like a few other things, I tend to get addicted to certain words for a while, not the kinds I speak over and over again just the ones I spend time deciphering, scraping their depths past every layer, its weird and I sometimes wonder if its only me. The most recent one being 'Transient', saying it to myself I marvel at how aptly it describes everything, everyone, a time, a place, life itself and how badly we actually wish it didn't exist. Maybe these thoughts are transient too. And we try so hard, mindful of the actual inevitability of the inevitable. Why don't we ever stop?

P.S:- Maybe I should stop. I am getting a lil too philosophical. I just need a drink :P

I am giving up on the 'titles'

Sometimes everytthing bites you...real hard....keep moving...and you look back at how much farther and quicker you've moved....i feel old as the unpredicitibility of everyday reduces

P.S:- And now I'll have to name this post...half the reason to why I give up on blogging so often...maybe thats why I can never get those headlines in place...its a pain