Chronicles Of Me

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Honey why you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I,
never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I dreamt of you too
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Every man for himself, said the elephant
As he started to dance around the chickens.

I though this was cute. But it really means so much more. Quite brutal actually. No matter how big you are its every man for himself and if you got to step on the small. Do it. Ain't nothing to be ashamed of. Its life. How do we become elephants and mantain humanity in us.

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