Sunday, 14 December 2008 at 9:32 AM | Author: bishop
Soon we’re heading to a place Where I’ll prove I’m all you want and more You need to let it unfold Just like you’re told
Your secret’s safe And no one has to know I’m your getaway And a little bit more than you can take I can make Everything feel so good
I could have sworn We disappeared tonight Come on and dance with me Come on and dance with me, baby And don’t you know I just appeared tonight? You wanna dance with me You wanna dance with me all night Nobody there will ever see us Don’t talk, don’t walk Just the two of us Dance with me Dance with me Come on and dance with me Dance with me, baby
Thursday, 11 December 2008 at 12:03 AM | Author: bishop
I just cannot tell you how amused I am by this. It’s a dual blade, though, and it twists at the heart of a pathology that I finally recognize in me (as of this week as it has evolved already) and other aspects outside of me. Granted, of course, that just about every member of the band is hot enough to burn down my blog anyway—but that’s just a bonus for some.
The lips that slip are the lips that press
And the lips that leak seem to know you best
I put bodies into motion Keep this skin out in the open
Liars turn me on
Bed spread bandit since ‘89
You wear your heart on your sleeve
And threw mine to the sky
Bounce Bounce baby, Bounce back to me
Bounce bounce baby, Bounce back to me
This is it, call it quits with honesty
Every word is a curse let loose on me
Your mouth it moves but fails to speak
And when you use your lips they better be on me
Wednesday, 26 November 2008 at 2:42 PM | Author: bishop
The only negative of hatch day was that my half-heartedly promised birthday gift didn’t happen and I had a glimmer of thinking (there’s my real problem: thinking) that maybe it might pan out today. But, this game is just a game. Oh well. I’m rewinding to Sunday’s resolutions. Maybe. I think. Probably. If I can. But not out of spite, but out of love and out of self-preservation and—mostly—out of continued hope.
These have to be watched in order so that the million dollar question can be asked: is it where we start or where we end that matters most …?
As wicked as you are You’re beautiful to me
There you stood in disbelief, trying all you could to see through these lies And every word that I could breathe, would find you more inclined to leave, but I tried And knowing what I’ve done to you, with every thought you suffer through My heart as black as evil can And everything I could have been, erased by what I wanted then I couldn’t think a lesser man
All the delicate ways That I deepened our graves My apology pales
Sunday, 16 November 2008 at 10:14 PM | Author: bishop
Be careful little lips what you say For empty words and promises lead broken hearts astray
Most Christian songs that get to me or impress me are deeper than the average "give your heart and soul (and money) to the Crucified" (which bore me to hell—no pun intended) and they certainly aren’t the "moralizing" kind. But I do find that every once in a while some song gets under my skin.
This is one I’ve heard on the radio and my interpretation was very, very different from the video. I heard it again in the car the other day while Jinx and I were out. The little girl at the end caught Jinx’s attention and he looked at me funny. It’s rare for him to hear "kids" in a song.
But this song really does get under my skin. I’m sure it’ll be obvious why. And before anyone decides I’m being snarky at anyone, consider that I’m probably being more snarky at myself than not here—even if the "event" in the video doesn’t really point at me personally. That is most definitely not the point that I walked away with here.
People never crumble in a day Daddies never crumble in a day Families never crumble in a day
Tuesday, 11 November 2008 at 10:33 PM | Author: bishop
The sun is rising The screams have gone Too many have fallen Few still stand tall Is this the ending Of what we’ve begun? Will we remember What we’ve done wrong?
When we start killing It’s all coming down right now From the night that we’ve created I wanna be awakened somehow (I wanna be awakened right now)
Yes. I am aware that this is a game trailer (for a game I really wish to play too!) but it is the official video too. However, that said, I don’t care what gender you are; if you don’t find Sharon den Adel hot, then you just have no pulse.
Monday, 10 November 2008 at 11:26 PM | Author: bishop
It’s in this wake that I find myself Losing the will to resume this Hell When every breath is a dying wish It’s harder to follow the point of this
This broken place that I call my home Has deepened the sorrow that I have sown And I can’t erase what is in my heart I want it to finish before it starts
My own solution insufficient again No false illusion, this devouring threat I break the vessel, giving air to its red
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