Everything is open
Nothing is set in stone
Rivers turn to oceans
Oceans tide you home
Home is where the heart is
But your heart had to roam
Drifting over bridges
Never to return
Watching bridges burn
You're driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood, hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you
Nobody is an island
Everyone had to go
Pillars turn to butter
Butterflying low
Low is where your heart is
But your heart has to grow
Drifting under bridges
Never with the flow
And you really didn't think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood
But you've been drifting for a long, long time
Everywhere there's trouble
Nowhere's safe to go
Pushes turn to shovels
Shovelling the snow
Frozen you have chosen
The path you wish to go
Drifting now forever
And forever more
Until you reach your shore
You're driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood, hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you
And you really didn't think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood
But you've been drifting for a long, long time
You've been drifting, for a long, long
Drifting for a long, long time
This is like my theme song. The story of my life in under four minutes.
In other news, my dogs are howling to go out and play, my knee just made me yawp out loud with pain getting up to put something in the bin, and I have to go to my sister's this evening because it's her birthday.
someone make it stop. just make it stop.
Nothing is set in stone
Rivers turn to oceans
Oceans tide you home
Home is where the heart is
But your heart had to roam
Drifting over bridges
Never to return
Watching bridges burn
You're driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood, hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you
Nobody is an island
Everyone had to go
Pillars turn to butter
Butterflying low
Low is where your heart is
But your heart has to grow
Drifting under bridges
Never with the flow
And you really didn't think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood
But you've been drifting for a long, long time
Everywhere there's trouble
Nowhere's safe to go
Pushes turn to shovels
Shovelling the snow
Frozen you have chosen
The path you wish to go
Drifting now forever
And forever more
Until you reach your shore
You're driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood, hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you
And you really didn't think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood
But you've been drifting for a long, long time
You've been drifting, for a long, long
Drifting for a long, long time
This is like my theme song. The story of my life in under four minutes.
In other news, my dogs are howling to go out and play, my knee just made me yawp out loud with pain getting up to put something in the bin, and I have to go to my sister's this evening because it's her birthday.
someone make it stop. just make it stop.
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If I could make it stop, you know I would...
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I'll survive. I always bloody survive, and I really have nothing to complain about. I'm probably hormonal. Again.
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yeah, i have way too many puppies and kittens. they help me a lot though. thank you :)
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Feel better! Maybe take your dogs out to play, that always makes me feel better.
taking my dog out to play, not your dogs, as...yeah.you get it.
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On the way home we saw a couple across the street with one of those pull-along shopping bags on wheels. Spike mistook it for a strange dog and barked his idiot head off at it. Despite myself, I feel a touch better. They do me so much good.
Travis are probably more popular here than in the US. There's a few of their songs got stuck irrevocably in my head from when they got a lot of radio play in 1999/2000 - just after John died and I spent about four months shut in my bedroom with the radio on constantly. There are a bunch of songs from around that time that got invested with a heavy emotional weight for that reason - Driftwood was one I already liked, but Turn is a hard one to listen to.
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When I was first diagnosed with cancer, I was supposed to be dead in a year (they thought it had spread to my lungs.) I locked myself up and listened to certain albums a lot, and I had to take a few songs off my playlist because they still bum me out a lot. I don't know why, but being emo makes me want to listen to those songs specificly and make myself feel worse.
I'm glad the dogs made you feel better. If I can get to a scanner today, I'll post some preliminary sketches of pirate dogs (I'm having an issue with Spike. He looks a little too simmilar to Chalupa.)
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yeah, Travis are perfect for that. I don't know what it is with Coldplay, I can't stand them.
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I'm glad I didn't die, too. My tumor was 5 or 6 years old, and it really was crazy that it didn't spread. If it is,in fact, coming back (and I'm pretty convinced. The suspicious lump is turning purple, and that's a characteristic trait) it's highly unlikely to kill me if I treat it fast-like(95% survival rate. woo)
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Let me distract you with naked George.
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I love you darling.
*10 000 hugs* ...insufficient but all I can offer.
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I've been holding my own against it for a while but I think the hormones are kicking in and that kinda tips the balance.
love you.
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