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On a rack in a store for a discount price
But the colors been changed to a black from white
Though the difference will probably be lost on me
Anyways

And don't worry if laughter is on your lips
Cause you wouldn't be you if you changed for this
And I won't measure love from the tears that drip
From your face

I can't wait for you
I can't wait for you

I suppose i should hope that it turns out fine
But I hope that some sadness does cross your mind
And you'll look for me when you have crossed that line
Come one day

I can't wait for you
I can't wait for you
I can't wait for you

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Woah, a friend linked a band to me yesterday.
I sure am in love with the lyrics.
Listen to the song on
www.myspace.com/ladispute


"You still cross my mind from time to time. And I mostly smile.
Still so set on finding out where we went wrong and why.
So I retrace our every step with an unsure pen,
Trying to figure out what my head thinks, but
My head just ain’t what it used to be.
And then again,
What’s the point anyway?

I remember you ascending all the stairs up to the
Balcony to see if you could see me—
Hidden quietly away. And
I remember the skin of your fingers,
The spot three quarters up I’d always touch when
I was out of things to say.
You held my hand, but you were too afraid to speak
You were too afraid to speak and I could never understand.
I remember when you leaned in quick to kiss me, and I swear, that
Not a single force on earth could stop the trembling of my hand.

And I remember how you smiled through the smoke
In a crowded little coffeehouse and laughed at all my jokes.
And I remember the way that you dressed and,
How we wasted all the best of us in alcohol and sweat and
I remember when I knew that you’d be leaving,
How I barely kept up breathing and I bet,
If I had to do it all again, I’d feel the same pain.

And I remember panicked circles in the terminal in tears.
How I wept to god in fits.
I’ve hated airports ever since.

It must be true what people say, that only time can heal the pain.
And every single day I feel it fade away, but—

I still remember how the distance tricked us, and
Lead us helpless by the wrist into a pit to be devoured.
I still remember how we held so strong to this,
Though we had never really settled on a way out.
I still remember the silence.
And how we’d always find a way to turn and run to our mistakes.
I still remember how it all came back together
Just to fall apart again.

My dear, I hear your voice in mine.

I’ve been alone here,
I’ve been afraid, my dear.
I’ve been at home here,
You’ve been away for years.
I’ve been alone.

I breathed your name into the air; I etched your name into me.
I felt my anger swelling; I swam into its sea.
I held your name inside my heart, but it got buried in my fear.
It tore the wiring of my brain; I did my best to keep it clear.
So, dear, no matter how we part, I hold you sweetly in my head.
And if I do not miss a part of you, a part of me is dead.
If I can’t love you as a lover, I will love you as a friend.
And I will lay a bed before you; keep you safe until the end."
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A thousand times a day I tell you I love the way you sing
Even though it makes me cry, it's my favorite time to be alive
And all I know is I feel lost without you
"I miss you" is not enough

I know the story's old; it's been told a million times before
But to tell it feels so good
It reminds me that not all I do is right
And all I know is I feel so lost without you
(...)
And now we know that it's hard but better together
Oh, yeah, it's better together
(...)
And every time I see you
I still hear trumpets



The part in the middle doesnt realy matters.
God, that song gives me the best and worst emotions, shivvers, ups and downs,
every time I listen to it.
Strange is, that it can make me cry, but feel so great at the same time.
But why do I still listen to it?!
My brain is weird.
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crazy

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Sometimes, well just sometimes
I go crazy like shit.

It feels like I have to jump from rooftops.
Like I have to slit my wrists
It feels like I have to pay my toll.
Because this feeling has to go.
I want to murder some one.

Just to let people know that I'm crazy.
I may end up in a clinic
but then I will hurt a lot beside myself.

This feeling has got to go!
I have to pay my toll.

Alcohol is my best friend in moments like these.
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Quote 13-01-09

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Kindness in words creates confidence.
Kindness in thinking creates profundity.
Kindness in giving creates love.


- Lao-Tse
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