Saturday, November 17, 2007

it's you when I look in the mirror.

Tough, you think you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard enough

You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight

Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone

And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own

We fight all the time
You and I...that's alright
We're the same soul

I don't need...I don't need to hear you say
That if we weren't so alike
You'd like me a whole lot more

Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone

And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own

I know that we don't talk
I'm sick of it all
Can - you - hear - me - when - I -
Sing, you're the reason I sing
You're the reason why the opera is in me...

Where are we now?
I've got to let you know
A house still doesn't make a home
Don't leave me here alone...

And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
Sometimes you can't make it
The best you can do is to fake it
Sometimes you can't make it on your own


U2.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?

I have a pattern. When times get tough, I crawl back into my shell. I push people away and don't think twice. I know I am doing it and I still don't stop. Never been the sharing kind, never, no. The good, I can share and laugh about, but when faced with the bad, the painful, I am my own army.

We are going under the scissor again. December 10 seems light years away and we hope to not fall apart.

I think the dealing alone with the bad and the horrible really makes you stay unmoved. This IS horrible.