Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Responsible..

Shock

My insides turn slowly, painfully over. The media congregates, scrabbling for their angle. Their exclusive. Information pours from every opportunity as western worlds are first to arrive but not to help. Instead they record and catalogue the devastation that lies strewn before them. Why must it always be the media that has the fastest response to an international disaster or crisis.

A ruthless business which we all too readily buy into has now become a warped and disfigured catalyst that snowballs beyond our control. Unable to believe our eyes we sit, unbelieveing, unappreciative of our present status beyond the pain of their situation.

Without the media we wouldn't know but why waste the affluent resource they obviously possess when in their shadows people lie discarded. A struggle that has often been ignored will one day surface, when a question of ethical morals is brought to bear. Until that moment, we can but hope that a concience is there to answer it.

and still the numbers rise...

Monday, December 20, 2004

Fuel - Hemorrhage (In My Hands)

Memories are just where you laid them
Drag the waters till the depths give up their dead
What did you expect to find
Was there something you left behind
Don't you remember anything i said when i said

Don't fall away
And leave me to myself
Don't fall away
And leave love bleeding in my hands
In my hands again
And leave love bleeding in my hands
In my hands
Love lies bleeding

Hold me now I feel contagious
Am I the only place that you've left to go
She cries her life is like
Some movie black and white
Dead actors faking lines
Over and over and over again she cries

Don't fall away
And leave me to myself
Don't fall away
And leave love bleeding in my hands
In my hands again
And leave love bleeding in my hands
In my hands
Love lies bleeding

And I wanted
You turned away
You don't remember
But i do
You never even tried

Don't fall away...

Thursday, December 16, 2004

the pressure to carry on makes me want to turn back


Milky'04
A STARS BEGINNING//END

You will only believe in the things you can see,
But if I show you, you will never believe.
Inside of the dark in the depths of my mind,
Theres hidden a space that no-one can find.
For hours I fill it with things that I know,
But all of these thoughts I never can show.
Cause I am the leader and must show no sorrow,
I don't give a damn about seeing tomorrow.
But when I do die the world will still yearn,

While up in the sky a new star will soon turn.
Milky'04

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Just let me sleep for a bit longer


Milky'04

Incubus - Pardon Me

A decade ago, I never thought I would be,
At twenty-three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion.
Woe-is-me.
But I guess that it comes with the territory,
An omnious landscape of never-ending calamity.
I need you to hear, I need you to see
That I have had all I can take and
Exploding seems like a definate possibility to me.

So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of this world and it's people's mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me... I'll never be the same.

Not two days ago, I was having a look in a book
And I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees.
I said, "I can relate," cause lately I've been thinking of
combustion
As a welcomed vacation from the burdens of the planet Earth.
Like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D...
And thinking so much differently.

So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of this world and it's people's mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me... I'll never be the same.

So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of this world and it's people's mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me... I'll never be the same.

Thursday, December 09, 2004

setting at 41 Posted by Hello

Milky'04

outcast

I question the society that leaves me standing
alone accused of being demanding
The life that I own and the soul I request
are no longer the need of any interest
For without the eye of the dark silhouette
I cry when I sleep to hide my regret

Although I am one I do have a voice
and without any help I can make my choice
To stand against wrong and fight to believe
in the choices I make and the dreams I'll achieve
I may never win but one day will soon come
when all of these thoughts will form and be one

milky'04

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

Feeder - We Can't Rewind

21/04/01 : One of Feeder's last performances in the UK with JHL on rhythm. A great night at the London Astoria, a man missed by many. Bye Jon.

You're just a face in the crowd
A tiny hole in the cloud
You're trying to find your way in
To let your soul shine back out
We're just a twist in a seam
A splash of paint on a screen
We're making all kinds of shapes
Somehow we can straighten out the bends

This is our time, we can't rewind
Our place to shine out, we can live it anyway
This is our time, to feel sublime
Our place to shine now, and we can do it anyway
We can't rewind

Do you think we can change?
A different color and shade
I guess a new kind of thing
Somehow we can straighten out the bends

This is our time, we can't rewind
Our place to shine out, and we can live it anyway
This is our time, to feel sublime
A place to shine now, we can do it anyway
Oh yes, we can do it our way then

Stop taking me for a fool now
Yeah, I've got this feeling inside me
But I guess you knew
We can work it out
We can find some place new
We can't rewind
We can't rewind

You're just a face in the crowd
A tiny hole in a cloud

This is our time, we can't rewind
Our place to shine out, and we can live it anyway
This is our time, to feel sublime
A place to shine now, and we can do it anyway

This is our time, we can't rewind
Our place to shine out, we can do it anyway
This is our time, to feel sublime
A place to shine now, and we can do it anyway

And in the beginning...

A place of thought for needful things,
a place of strength where I find wings.
The inner part of souls reflect,
the outer shell pleads for respect.
Within these confines I can dream,
for others to feel what I've seen.
milky'04