Radios blarin' and my hearts on fire
Put a bullet through my head and then we'll call it a night.
whoaa uh oh oh uh oh. whoaa uh oh oh uh ohhhh.
Stereos singin' and i'm out of luck,
another cigarette and i'll say i've enough.
and whoaa uh oh oh uh oh. whoaa uh oh oh uh ohhhh
burnin' down while. i'll be your favorite lie,
packing all my things, i'm leavin' YOU behind.
i've got my keys! i've got my keys! forget the load! forget the load!
i've got my friends, i've got my friends.
we'll hit the road! we'll hit the roadd...
riding on the back in the fear of the standards,
the standards that now we will reign,
and i'll i've gotta say is that i'm sick of this town and lets screw the standards and lets make a stand!
burnin' down while i'll be your favorite lie,
packing all my things, i'm leavin' YOU behind.
i've got my keys! i've got my keys! forget the load! forget the load!
i've got my friends, i've got my friends.
we'll hit the road! we'll hit the road...
and i'll i know, all i know, is that i'm never lookin' back, never lookin' back again.. ohh again.
i THOUGHT i told ya... i THOUGHT i told ya! - eatmewhileimhot
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
Haha, beautiful ;-) buddy... "Screw the Standard" -x- thank you thank you!
Wow, the road of life, the path of this woman, obstacles they might contain but she walks the road in the present not looking ahead to where it leads.. for when the road ends so does she. "The road is my home, it's where I feel safe." I kind of want that pinned up in my room with a picture similar to the one you have.. Wow just the idea of a path.. may it be the path to life, to salvation or faith .. or just a path behind a house where one feels safe.. the concept of journey from this world transcending to the next. Beautiful Elisa beautiful..
I'm so happy you enjoyed this one dear friend, for I am a traveler, (I never rest or feel rest) at o.. read moreI'm so happy you enjoyed this one dear friend, for I am a traveler, (I never rest or feel rest) at one place, it's in my mixed blood and nature. I see much, and everywhere I pause, I write, I am not easily happy to stay too long, also I learned to distance me from the feeling of being homesick for I feel everywhere a home is... :) you just have to make the best out of it, on the road, as my home mostly is :) so lovely such a good review, thank you muchly!
10 Years Ago
If you away make your way to India, I'll be ever so bold to ask you out for a cup of coffee so I can.. read moreIf you away make your way to India, I'll be ever so bold to ask you out for a cup of coffee so I can just chat with you and just be amazed at what your mind has to offer :D
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India as my own Indonesia, Thailand, all are on my bucket-list :) for for I love India, not only for.. read moreIndia as my own Indonesia, Thailand, all are on my bucket-list :) for for I love India, not only for the country, but also the real wisdom of sanskriet, ancient times, and all... that would be a dream! :) the feeling is mutual, a good long conversation in French India I would love... (Was so touched by it after seeing Life of Pi), that movie made me also write, up soon ;-)
Oh, my. The word "donate" struck me very well. That woman is precious. She is the ultimate traveler. She is the sad and the happy, the quiet and the noisy. She is alone, but not without purpose. Oh, I love this poem. I find solace and beautiful, intelligent energy in this poem. Beautiful! -Nido
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10 Years Ago
I love the way you discribe her, Nido :) for she can't live without opposits... :)
Simply beautiful! You make me wander again in the time labyrinth of your soul and reflections about life, future, senses, road. It`s the great symbol of lonely traveler, everyone should travel alone, more or less, with support or without..(even he is never alone). This piece reminds me of feeling after watching black and white movie without sound of someones past...Has hidden melancholic feeling. My favorite verses:
Where eternity continues…
I shall transit
When time is with us, we shall be drowned
In these arms, of love,
Rest, and peace.
-nour-
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10 Years Ago
Yes, nia, so well said... thank you very much for this great review my dear.
you found solitude while you journey to life's eternal road... you walk in the presence of love... this made me think back of the past - memories we had just experience... those moments we treasure and also the bad once we wish to forget but it's all there mixed up leaving a mark behind us... but what we do we never look back... we keep marching forward to...
Where eternity continues…
I shall transit
.... i love that 2 lines....
....a moving piece in heart, mind and in life....
I felt entombed by time... depression can take a toll on the mind, body, and soul.
The ache swelters here in the midst of this solitary confinement...all you have left is to keep moving, to forge through the darkness..
Stunning write, Eli.~xoxo~
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10 Years Ago
Thank you so much Sis... From out of the South where im now... Your words are heartfelt by me... XOX.. read moreThank you so much Sis... From out of the South where im now... Your words are heartfelt by me... XOXOtill later :)))
10 Years Ago
You enjoy the South, and wherever you may go... Relax and enjoy! take it easy love~xoxo~:)
You should always come by when you feel so, and revriew from out of your heart... Thank you lee.
10 Years Ago
I see, what you mean now, lol as I was trying to fix my "revriew into review" but couldn't do it, be.. read moreI see, what you mean now, lol as I was trying to fix my "revriew into review" but couldn't do it, because you must have 25 characters, lol.... thanks again lee.
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Control trolls, swinging hammers, trying to pen the creative youngsters , well well I bet they crack.. read moreControl trolls, swinging hammers, trying to pen the creative youngsters , well well I bet they crack the troll too swag and sag with pressed jeans....
I followed happily along thinking this is a lovely lilting exercise. A smooth poem that conveys all it has to in an almost wistful manner. Then I just shuttered over that last line as if I was taking a photograph of it. Then I looked again and it took me way beyond the lovliness of the main poem into a thing of sheer beauty.
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10 Years Ago
Beautiful words my friend, goosebumps! Thank you fine sir!