She's a jar. With a heavy lid. My pop quiz kid. A sleepy kisser. A pretty war. With feelings hid. -Wilco.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Rilo Kiley's "Silver Lininig"
And I'm not going back into rags or in the hole
And our bruises are coming
But we will never fold
And I was your silver lining
As the story goes
I was your silver lining but now I'm gold
Hooray hooray I'm your silver lining
Hooray hooray but now I'm gold.
And I was your silver lining
High up on my toes
Well you were running through fields of hitchhikers
As the story goes
Hooray hooray I'm your silver lining
Hooray hooray but now I'm gold
Hooray hooray I'm your silver lining
Hooray hooray but now I'm gold
And the grass it was a ticking
And the sun was on the rise
I never felt so wicked
As when I willed our love to die
And I was your silver lining as the story goes
I was your silver lining but now I'm gold
Hooray hooray I'm your silver lining
Hooray hooray but now I'm gold
Hooray hooray I'm your silver lining
Hooray hooray but now I'm gold
But now I'm gold
But now I'm gold
But now I'm gold
Hopefully, eventually, one day, maybe I will feel like I'm gold. Right now I'm just walking around feeling like a blank slate, but in a bad way. It's like I have nothing there. Sort of depressing, right? Yeah. I'm sorry. I wish it wasn't this way, but it is. One of these days.
Labels:
Happiness,
Rilo Kiley,
Silver Lining
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2 comments:
time for a new post.
have you finished on seeing and noticing yet?
i dont get your comment? time for a new post? do you think i talk about the same stuff every time? i do. i know. pathetic.
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