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You Are Not My Friend

Sun, 08 Jun 2008 13:08 EDT

You had a conversation with me here once or twice, you think you're my friend.

I accepted your friend request, you think you're my friend.

I took pity on you and gave you an e-smile, or said "thanks", you think you're my friend.

You've read my profile and journals, you think you're my friend.

I laughed out loud at a comment of yours, you think you're my friend.

You respect me, you think you're my friend.

I said that's hott, you believed me, you think you're my friend.

You smile and laugh and agree with what i say, you think you're my friend.

I remember you from another conversation, you think you're my friend.

You like Australia, you think you're my friend.

You can recognise me despite my crafty name and photo changes, you think you're my friend.

You wish you were my friend, you think you're my friend.

But YOU ARE NOT MY FRIEND, Cunt

A little Missy.....

Thu, 13 Mar 2008 19:25 EDT

One of the most talented ladies of song today

..:: Enjoy ::..

I don't know what I've done

Or if I like what I've begun

But something told me to run

And honey you know me, it's all or none

There were sounds in my head

Little voices whispering

That I should go and this should end

Oh and I found myself listening

Cos I don't know who I am without you

All I know is that I should

And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you

All I know is that I should

Cos she will love you more than I could

She who dares to stand where I stood

See I thought love was black and white

That it was wrong or it was right

But you ain't leaving without a fight

And I think I am just as torn inside

And I won't be far from where you are if ever you should call

You meant more to me than anyone I ever loved at all

But you taught me how to trust myself and so I say to you

This is what I have to do

Cos I don't know who I am without you

All I know is that I should

And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you

All I know is that I should

Cos she will love you more than I could

She who dares to stand where I stood

Baby ballerina’s

Hiding somewhere in the corner

Where the shadow wraps around her

And our torches cannot find her

She will stay there till the morning

Crawl behind us as we are yawning

And she will leave our games

To never be the same

So grow tall sugarcane

Eat that soil, drink the rain

But know they'll chase you if you play their little games

So run.. run fast sugarcane

You see my peep-show booth is handy

There's a one-way-only mirror

So I can dance here with my hair down

But I don't see if you get bitter

And there's a button right beside me

If I happen to want a wall to hide me

If only the ballerina had one too

And she said always be afraid

She said always be afraid...

To grow tall sugarcane

Eat that soil, drink the rain

But know they'll chase you if you play their little game

So run fast sugar cane

You better run... run fast sugarcane

Your warm whispers..

Out of the dark they carry my heart

Your warm whispers

Into the dawn they carry me through

And I'm weeping warm honey and milk

That you stay surrounding me...

Your warm whispers

Letting me drown in a pool of you

Your warm whispers

Keeping the noise from breaking through

And I'm weeping warm honey and milk

That you stay surrounding me

Honey... stay surrounding me

Oh my son look at what I've done

But I am learning still

Learning still

Know that I am learning still

And oh my wife you are my life

And I am burning still

Burning still

Know that I am burning for you still

And all of my light is for you

And home... home's anywhere you are too

So take this one fallen man on his knees Saying please forgive me

Oh my God how you make it hard

Not to pick the apple

And Lord I long to give it back.

And I was on shakey land

Lost and unsure I opened my hand

And she held it like sinking sand

And all of my light is for you

And home... home's anywhere you are too

So take this one fallen man on his knees ...Saying please forgive me

I wanna dance the tango with chance

I wanna ride on the wire

Cos nothing gets done with dust in your gun

And nobody respects a liar

I wanna know where children would go

If they never learnt to be cool

Cos nothing's achieved when pushed up a sleeve

Till nobody thinks you're a fool

So goodbye for a while I'm out to learn more

About who I really was before

Up where the hunted hide with ease

Under the arms of eye-less trees

Up where the answers fall like leaves

And your love is all I need

I'm going north

a song inside my head, a demon in my bed

Sun, 03 Feb 2008 22:19 EDT

I am the wilderness locked in a cage
I am a growing force you kept in place
I am a tree reaching for the sun
Please don't hold me down

I am a rolling wave without the motion
A glass of water longing for the ocean
I am an asphalt flower breaking free but you keep stopping me
Release me

I am the rain that's coming down on you
That you shielded yourself from with a roof
I am the fire burning desperately but you're controlling me
Release me

Let The Drummer Kick

Sun, 09 Dec 2007 23:06 EDT

Relations

Creation

Incarceration

Determination

Equation

Humiliation

Reincarnation

Situation

Elation

Identification

Retaliation

Education

Inspiration

No substitution

Solution

Conclusion

Let the drummer kick

Ma bohème

Tue, 13 Nov 2007 03:01 EDT

Je m'en allais, les poings dans mes poches crevées ; Mon paletot aussi devenait idéal ; J'allais sous le ciel, Muse ! et j'étais ton féal ; Oh ! là ! là ! que d'amours splendides j'ai rêvées ! Mon unique culotte avait un large trou. - Petit-Poucet rêveur, j'égrenais dans ma course Des rimes. Mon auberge était à la Grande-Ourse. - Mes étoiles au ciel avaient un doux frou-frou Et je les écoutais, assis au bord des routes, Ces bons soirs de septembre où je sentais des gouttes De rosée à mon front, comme un vin de vigueur ; Où, rimant au milieu des ombres fantastiques, Comme des lyres, je tirais les élastiques De mes soulier blessés, un pied près de mon coeur ! --- Arthur Rimbaud

This place is killing me

Mon, 12 Nov 2007 07:08 EDT

Some things are never learnt.

Either they can't be... or we just refuse to let them....

Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere else to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Kev Carmody tribute: Cannot Buy My Soul

Mon, 13 Aug 2007 05:12 EDT

DROVING WOMAN

She buried him down on the edge of town
Where the brigalow suckers on the cemetery creep
She stood with them children in a heavy brown gown
What you want you just can't always keep

"I'm sorry", I says, "I knew him so well"
Though your body is young you just never can tell
When the hand of fate rings the final death knell"
She just turned with the saddest of smiles

She says "At the start well we knewed it so hard
We were always dealt the severest of cards
Honeymoon spent droving Jamieson's stock
Through the wildest winter you seen

Romantic notions of horses and land
They were soon dispelled as a fantasised dream
Watching cattle at night in the mid-winter cold
Turns a person, both wiry and old

The flame of the breakfast fire'd be dead
As the sun rose up he'd be miles up ahead
I'd be breaking the camp there and rolling the beds
While he fanned the stock wider for feed

When the weather turned sour with the onset of rain
An' the truck'd bog down to the axle mains
He'd move ahead with pack saddles and chains
And I'd wait in the mud by the road

With the blankets and canvas there hung out to dry
With nothing for heat 'cause you couldn't light a fire
With no stock permit for the forthcoming shire
The dog'd whimper in the winter wind rain

Cattle don't camp where they're sloshing in rain
They keep walking all night like a dog on a chain
He'd be red eyed and weary with a pack horse gone lame
I'd sit miles behind in the mud

It was down through Charleville up to Julia Creek
Living on syrup and damper and salted corn meat
We had nothing but the 'roos and the mailman to meet
We'd move up and down with the rains

But them inland skies have the starriest of nights
With the dance of the fire throwing flickering lights
The beauty of it's sunsets were a constant delight
I felt that nature had let me intrude

The enormous vastness of them inland plains
Gives you a lonely contentment to which you can't put a name
It's satisfied glow city folks seldom attain
They spend life on a right rigid rail

The kids got their schooling from the government mail
We posted their work in at each cattle sale
They considered the learning a self imposed jail
They'd rather help their father and fail

Early last month at the end of the dry
He was given a horse nobody could ride
Alert were his ears with a fire in his stride
He was young and his spirit was wild

To catch him each morning was an hour long battle
We had to collar rope his near side to throw on the saddle
He'd bite and he'd strike, he made my nerves rattle
Pandemonium reigned with each ride

It was a hot summers' mornin' at the government bore
There was stillness around that I'd never felt before
How could he know it was fate at his door
That was stealthily watchin' his moves

He mounted up quick taking slack from the reins
Grasped a full hand of hair from the horses long mane
He'd just hit the saddle when the horse went insane
Churning dust in a frenzy of fear

The girth on the saddle let go at the ring
The surcingle slipped it was impossible to cling
The horse felt it go made a desperate fling
He was thrown to the length of the reins

I heard his spine snap like a 'roo shooters' shot
He'd busted his back on the concreted trough
Sickness and fear were the feelings I got
For the doctor was a six hour drive

I looked at his face and his colour turned white
He turned slowly and said "I can't make it till night
My body is broken, I'm bleedin' inside"
And the life slowly drained from his eyes

I'll sell up the plant and I'll move here to town
Before the winter returns with a chill on the ground
For what I've just lost can seldom be found
I was blessed with the gentlest of men

Eventually the children will move to the east
But I couldn't stand the bustle of even a quiet city street
I'll stay in the scrub here where my heart really beats
For some dogs grow too old for change.

The 80's.... haha

Fri, 18 May 2007 04:54 EDT

I GOT LOVE FOR YOU IF YOU WERE BORN IN THE 80's - THE 80s

I'VE GOT HUGS FOR YOU IF YOU WERE BORN IN THE 80's - THE 80's

I'LL DO THINGS FOR YOU IF YOU WERE BORN IN THE 80's - THE 80's

The Sweet Escape....

Fri, 26 Jan 2007 19:51 EDT

If I could escape I would, but first of all let me say:

I must apologize for acting, stinking, treating you this way, cause I've been acting like sour milk fell on the floor. It's your fault you didn't shut the refridgerator - Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold... If I could be sweet - I know I've been a real bad girl. I didn't mean for you to get hurt. Forever, we can make it better, tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet???

Daydream...... I fell asleep beneath the flowers...... For a couple of hours ..... On a beautiful day

Daydream.... I dream of you and meet the flowers..... For a couple of hours.... ...... Such a beautiful day

• How's my luck •

• But somehow

I'm with you •

• Let's leave now •

•Let's leave them •

• And their point of view •

• My favourite place is

me and you •

• I wake up

in darkest night •

• Watch you breathe

in shadow light •

• A perfect world

lies next to me •

• And I don't need to sleep to dream •

• I just hope I am good enough to keep you •

• Morning sun

warms our skin •

• Distant sounds •

• The day begins •

• Soon their world will come calling for us •

• But this is Space they cannot Touch •

• I just hope I am good enough to keep you •