January 22
9:20... I'm ready for sleep
Lack of bright eyes makes me lonely. I am making a fort in the spare room so I can watch a movie and eat popcorn under a little tend of sorts.
I wrote another song. I'd like someone to share them with someday.
I had a short talk with a friend of mine about marriage which was scary, but not with her. She'd be a very happy married girl, and if she were to get married, she'd be with a very good married boy. Together they're be "that couple" in my life. They are technically even though they're not married, because I've known them together for a long time.
I don't want to get married. Right now I'd just settle to be loved in some aspect.
Then again, this could be because I wish I was at the bright eyes concert and I am slightly buzzed at 9pm thanks to my sister.
CURTAIN
Angela
from Entry Way Song by Bright Eyes
"So don't you say to me / That life's a trap / The future is nothing but a tragedy / 'Cos I'll be out of that window / Yeah, I'll start wishing to die again / Just say we're not walking backwards, kid / And show me to the door / And I'll walk behind / Out into the hot sunlight / Where the world's very much alive / Even when I close my eyes
Well, should I admit / That my promise is counterfeit / That I'm careless and childish / And that's all I can hope to be / And would you concede / That I think only of myself / I refuse everybody's help / Who has been reaching out for me / Well, you reach with the soul of a sailor / And the swing of a miner / You have cleared the rock away / Leaving gold there in its place / And it is more than anyone could claim / Oh, with the sense of a banker / And with the touch of a tailor / You saved this life for me / And you have sown it to beauty / And I am grateful now and I will always be
So would you sing with me / The song is all I know / Some truths are told now only in a melody / So I've been writing a new one / Yeah, I've been taking my time with it / It's gonna be so perfect It's gonna hold all of us inside of it You will see / If you just add your harmony / I think it would be complete / And be worthy of singing / Becomes a symphony"
brokentrain at 9:07 p.m.