Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo (aubkabob) wrote,
Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo
aubkabob

because i'm a posting monkey today

today is one of those days that is perfect cuddling weather: raining with just the slight bit of coldness.

played my guitar and sang until my fingers stung and my voice became scrapey. i did accomplish what i had wanted to: a slower acoustical version for me to sing of Ezra's "in the blood". a song that no one on earth seems to know what it is until they hear it, as.. well, they never even mention "blood" in the entire song:

can you be so warm?
can you know what i feel?
well, it's the way you move your hands,
and it's the way you understand.

and that's the reason that i'm asking.
that's the reason that i want to know.
that's the reason that i'm asking,
and that's the reason that i'm...

how can you throw away
everything you live for?
well, it's the way we shake and sway.
and it's the passion that you play.

and that's the reason that i'm asking.
that's the reason that i want to know.
and that's the reason that i'm asking,
and that's the reason that i'm...

too many lost.
links in a chain passed down through the years,
but ending here, if we just face the pain and the fear.

did you love before?
didn't they love before you?
but it's the way you move your hands
and it's the way you understand.

and that's the reason that i'm asking.
that's the reason that i want to know.
and that's the reason that i'm asking,
and that's the reason that i'm...

Kevin Griffin knows how to write 'em, says me. So much emotion in his music, for those that listen. now, just to play the song over and over and over, and make it MINE, to evolve it to fit ME, so that it sounds different, instead of something that i'm trying to play to match. i had thought about doing it to "King of New Orleans" instead, but it proved to be much more difficult than i alone can tackle.

i so want someone to play music with again.

i also seem to be evolving into someone that drinks insane amounts of water. i love it. i crave it. other than coffee and the occasional cup of tea, it seems like the only thing i ever want to drink anymore.

hrm. many more hours left in my day off. i hate going to work at times, but get so bored when i'm not there. funny how that works. maybe i'm just a boring person.

in the meantime, i spose i shall clean more of my desk and possibly move to the bedroom to try to do some organization there, too. i had just lumped all of the last boxes in there after bringing them home from mom's.
Subscribe
  • Post a new comment

    Error

    Comments allowed for friends only

    Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal

    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

  • 6 comments