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kellykoreWilliamsville, New YorkMember Since: 12/18/2007
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Image and video hosting by TinyPic I'm the type who'd be happy not going anywhere as long as I was sure I knew exactly what was happening at the places I wasn't going to. I'm the type who'd like to sit home and watch every party that I'm invited to on a monitor in my bedroom.
i'm a cloud hovering over the ocean. i'm the sunset that you never notice. i'm your silhouette painted on a tv screen. i am you, you are me. i'm your lungs when you can't breathe. i'm that gust of cold wind that brushes against your sleeves. you could do without me, but you'd rather not. it's an ugly world out there, and i'm pretty much all you've got. i'm a coat that you never wear. except on special occasions year after year. i'm a shoebox you keep under your bed. i've got a couple of folded notes in me, but you can't remember what they said. so what's the point if you'll forget it in a week. if it's blind why believe in love at first sight? just stay inside no one will know. you can leave the lights on all you want. and i hope that you know that i loved you a lot. (why worry if we're gonna be home soon). it wasn't the alcohol talking at four in the morning. (why worry if we're gonna be home soon). it was the boy that you met in the hall years ago. so don't forget me. don't you let me become a photograph. that you maybe look at once every year or so. just to recall the way you let me become a ghost. i said sorry to make you happy. i kissed cuts to dry your tears. i sold my clothes to keep you warm. then you threw me away even after all these years. we spent struggling to pay the rent. now who can i sing with when everything's gone to hell. and i can't remember my own name. and i hope that you know that i loved you a lot. it wasn't the alcohol talking at four in the morning. it was the boy that you met in the hall years ago. so don't forget me. don't you let me become a photograph. that you maybe look at once every year or so. just to recall the way you let me become a ghost. don't wanna be a page. in the past you save in an album you bought from walmart. i'm not alright and don't say that i will be. i loved you, but you didn't love me
Hello, How are you? I'm pretty sure we should be best friends I'll walk you to school And tell you "You look pretty." each new day We'll learn about philosophy by drawing on our arms And build ourselves an alright house made out of uno cards They'll say we're unconventional and maybe a little crazy We'll ask them what's wrong with that, Yeah, We'll ask them what's wrong with that Hello, How are you? I'm pretty sure we should be best friends I'll walk you to the store And buy you fancy clothes and shiny pins We'll learn about biology by taking off our clothes And buy some yellow spraypaint to make a yellow brick road They'll say we're three dimensional and maybe a little lazy We'll ask them what's wrong with that, Yeah, We'll ask them what's wrong with that Hello, How are you? I'm pretty sure that we should be best friends I'll walk you to the ocean And build you a castle of sand to live in We'll learn about geography by sleeping in the grass Our bodies'll twitch to wake us up when we fall asleep too fast They'll say we're unbelieveable and maybe a little trendy We'll ask them what's wrong with that, Yeah, We'll ask them what's wrong with that Hello, How are you? I'm pretty sure you're pretty much all I need
I like saturdays and the rocket summer
blue skies and the morning's air
i like you, you like me
there's something wrong with this picture
let's turn it upside down so we can see
the insecurities caused by the last four years of economic downsizing in the eastern us
i like february along with tilly and the wall
pretty pictures and shirts that are too small
for my child-like figure that you're so in love with
i like the autumn's leaves and bright eyes
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
stands strong in my favorites of all time
along with you and your technicolor eyes

you say johnny cash is your favorite singer
but you've never heard folsom prison blues
how do you expect me to believe you
i was never much on country songs but
someone should really tell you to come home
'cause it's getting (awfully) late
and your dinner's getting cold

i like simple songs with pretty words
i tried poetry, but it's just no good
the pages get lost, besides i'd much rather sing to you
i love living life with you by my side
you're a smart kid with a beautiful smile
and oh god those technicolor eyes

i like saturdays and the rocket summer
night skies and that lovely stare
i like you, you like me
so lets lock all the doors
there's nothing outside we need to see
'cause we've got love
yeah we've got a tv we can watch "Friends" all we want
and we can laugh at how i laugh like Ross when i get nervous
and we don't have to worry about tomorrow
because we know it's gonna come
whether we want it to or not
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