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I'm listening to Third Eye Blind (self-titled) and it's making me better. It's really an amazing album. ----- My aunt (the one with MS who was always favoured over my mother and who is amazingly spoiled) called this evening. She was totally freaking out. I was able to understand "Please have your Susie (mom) call me NOW!" in between almost unbelievable sobs and whimpers. I didn't understand another word for more than a minute due to her hysterics. It was rather shocking to hear anyone so broken. I called my mom immediately (she was out to dinner at the McCarthy's) and (I assume) she called Aunt Abby. She even sounded worried this time. (My aunt has a tendency to exaggerate quite a bit, though this time she sounded so incredibly real.) ----- I got a cut my knuckle about a week ago and it still hasn't healed. ----- I woke you up and I slit the throat of your confidence� I'm the one for you 'cause I know all the dirty things you like to do I'm the fear in your eyes I'm the fire in your flies -Third Eye Blind (Thanks A Lot) ----- Every thought that I repent There's another chip you haven't spent And you're cashing them all in Where do we begin To get clean again Can we get clean again I walk home alone with you And the mood you're born into Sometimes you let me in And I take it on the chin I can't get clean again I want to know Can we get clean again The God of Wine comes crashing though The headlights of a car that Took you farther than you thought you'd ever want to go We can't get back again She takes a drink and then she waits The alcohol, it permeates And soon the cells give way And cancels out the day I can't keep it all together I know I can't keep it all together And the siren's song that is your madness (I love that line) Holds a truth I can't erase All alone on your face Every glamorous sunrise Throws the planets out of whack A fraudulent zodiac And the God of Wine Is crouched down in my room You let me down I said it Now I'm going down And you're not even around And I say no I can't keep it all together I know I can't keep it all together And there's a memory of a window Looking through I see you Searching for something I could never give you And there's someone who understands you More than I do A sadness I can't erase All alone on your face -Third Eye Blind (God of Wine) ===== Stoicism |