Resistance....FUTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILE!!!!!

FAMILY
Thanks to Jeanna for sending this my way

Family means sharing inadequacies, imperfection and feelings with each other and still loving each other. But even when you set out to love, you may not always be a likable person. And when you're not perfect, forgiveness for yourself and others becomes important. Then you get up the next day and start again. It is a process, like the opening of a bud. It is a flowering, a blooming and blossoming.

Bernie Siegel

It's amazing to me how simple the little things are, and yet when the little things cease to exist, how big of a deal we make to get them back.

Little rays of sunshine you yearn for after a day of rain.
Patters of eyelashes on your cheeks from someone you love.
A pat on the shoulder after a day of hard work.
A warm bath towel after a long shower.
A reminder from a friend of your worth....


Egad.

Thinking...

It's strange the paths we take in and out of each other's lives. On one hand it's disheartening to lose someone- or at least misplace them. On the other hand, the person that comes along to fill that void is a blessing and usually helps mend the heart or laugh away the old pain.

You can't help feeling confused and sad, lost and hurt when someone that you love decides to step out of the picture for awhile. There isn't much you can do to reel them back into your life. All you can do is throw your line in and wait for the day they decide that what you're offering them is good enough. In the mean time, you enjoy the life you have, and the company you surround yourself with - because it's good enough for you.

And that should be all that matters.

Love ridden, I’ve looked at you
With the focus I gave to my birthday candles
I’ve wished on the lidded blue flames
Under your brow
And baby, I wished for you
Nobody sees when you are lying in your bed
And I wanna crawl in with you
But I cry instead
I want your warm, but it will only make
Me colder when it's over
So I can’t tonight, baby
No, not ‘baby’ anymore - if I need you
I’ll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we’ll only have to wave
My hand won’t hold you down no more
The path is clear to follow through
I stood too long in the way of the door
And now I’m giving up on you
No, not ‘baby’ anymore - if I need you
I’ll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we’ll only have to wave
No, not ‘baby’ anymore - if I need you
I’ll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we’ll only have to wave

How fucked up is this

Tonight I was walking back to my apartment when I came across an animal cookie on the cold hard cement.

I had to catch my breath because I felt like I was witnessing a child's tragically lost innocence.

Why I didn't just think "Hey some poor kid dropped their cookie" is beyond me. Once again I will never be able to fully comprehend the mind that is mine.

DREAMLAND

it's like i'm being carried by the ocean
when i start dreaming of you
and all the currents the moon creates
keep pushing the dream from view

and while i drown in the green
the only thing that remains unseen
is when the time will be that we
will swim together inside your sea

i'm hanging on to the edge of you
with my fingertips digging into the earth
the swirling rapids threaten me
while they pound against the surf

the waves come crashing and wash away
the footprints of those who traveled that way
and here i tread in the ocean i dream
too in lust to realize that you are only a stream.

As i sit here tonight i reflect on alot of things in life. One being my friends, who mean the most to me who i never get to see anymore. One of them is you Wenday. Just because im not around alot anymore doesnt mean that i dont think of you and miss you. Sappy. Love moo.

HOLY CRAPOLIO

Wow. My brain is all over the friggen map today. I go from thinking one thing right into another without even contemplating the logic of the journey. I don't know if this means I need a nice nap or a nice place to lay it all out so I can examine it. Who knows.

I've been traveling down memory lane a lot lately. I don't know if it's the time of year or what - but it's been really weird. I love reliving scenes in my mind and everything, but I sometimes think I have lost touch with 'today'. Maybe it's because my yesterday seems alot easier than the today i live in. Who said it would be easy anyway.

Does everything I do have some weird failure in it too?

I SUCK

What has the world come to when all I do is put quotes on my blog instead of some good old fashioned whining and bitching? Have I gotten too good for it? Nah - just sorta busy worrying about things other than letting the world know what I am up to. I am reading the book Cherry by Mary Karr. It is a fascinating book. I'm gonna make you read it, Nug. It kicks ass and that's all I'm gonna tell ya. hehe So anyway here is a quote that I found in this book. I like it.

...We sense there is some sort of spirit that loves
birds and animals, and the ants -
perhaps the same one who gave a radiance to you in
your mother's womb.
Is it logical you'd be walking around entirely
orphaned now?
The truth is, you turned away yourself,
and decided to go into the dark alone.
Now you are tangled up in others, and have forgotten
what you once knew
and that is why everything you do has some weird
failure in it.
--Kabir The Radiance

True.

I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once.

IT SUCKS TO BE BROKE

But at least I have my health right? *cough cough cough*... So anyway.... this is just sort of a heads up to the fact that this site might be moving. During that time, you may not be able to access it and, while that will suck, I'll be saving a few pennies in the process so it's all good in the long run I guess. My email address will probably be changing too, but I am gonna see what I can do about that. When I move the site it will probably look a little different too. I think that sucks, but maybe it's time for an overhaul anyway. It sucks that times have to come to this, but there really isn't anything I can do to stop it. We'll see how it goes anyway.

YEP

Isn't it just wierd how a letter or a picture can transport you back in time? It's like they are little pieces of your past that have the unique ability to change the setting to a place you used to be in. Yeah so if that sentence would have made sense .. maybe this would make more sense, but I digress...Right now I am sitting in 1998 land. It wasn't that long ago or anything, but I haven't kept up with the people I shared that year with, so to me it feels like it was 84,000 years ago. Believe me... I look pretty good for aging 84,000 years. Heh. Yep.

Some of my best memories of Minot are buried in 1998. I swear the best thunderstorms that I have been through besides last June was that late spring/early summer. My bed time wasn't until after 4 sometimes - or maybe even when the sun came up - or later. Driving up to the sweetest spot with a bunch of friends in the old Grand Am hangin out dangerously close to a big lightning storm. I only say "dangerously close" because it's what it felt like to me. I am a chickenshit so I'm sure we were relatively safe. hehe... Jamming out to Thunderstruck just because it felt appropriate. :) Running up the block splooshing in mud puddles and being carried back home because we were having too much fun. We totally killed that bathroom between the mud, the hair gel and the 84,000 men that lived in that house. Two out of the three of those were 100% my fault. hehe Canoeing down the icky mouse river and then getting crazy and jummping into the river with an old rope swing. Blech! Beer wrestling. Woah. Joey, Duff, Grant, Kelli, Lisa, Melissa, Tricia....

It was, by far, one of those years I will never forget. How could I? I had a few best friends who helped me through a rough time in my life. I made a bunch of mistakes too - and sometimes I wish I could go back and change it. All that aside, I wish I could tell everybody involved in my life that year how much I think about them. I may have lost touch with most of them, but they're all still creating chaos and dancing up a storm to MIB in my mind. I may not have made it to school much after January, but I would say all of those nights made it worth it.

So anyway... thanks for the email, Joe. You totally brightened up my week. Here's a big old virtual hug to everybody else. Man...I totally miss the Freezer sometimes. HAHAHAHAHA...

Yep.

HEY PRETTY

So yep. Here I am. Friday night at 11:30 bored off my ass because I didn't have no fun at da bar. I think it's my fault anyhow. I sure wasn't being any sort of party -more like a party pooper so it's best that I am here anyhow. My fault or no, I still feel like sheeyat. I don't even want to begin on that subject. I just wanna say KMA. All of yas.

So anyway.. I don't have anything interesting to say except that I got all these thoughts swimming through my head like mad and I don't even know where to begin so I will just choose not to begin and sit here drinkin my wine by myself and listening to some tunes.

I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
Would you like to see how it feels?
Here it comes, get ready to die!

speaking of blake:
"When the doors of perception are cleansed, we will see things as they truly are. Infinite."

i just got the aldous huxley book inspired by it.

BEEEYATCH!!

I'm sitting here at work, twiddling my thumbs. I am freezing though so it's not as enjoyable as you might think. Everytime my thumbs circle each other I fear my knuckles might simply give 'way and break. That.... would be bad.

The office dog (Joppa) is sitting at my window staring at a squirrel that is up in the tree. She is trying her hardest to use her Jedi mind tricks to make the squirrel blow up. She's trembling all over because she is concentrating so hard. Every once in awhile she gets frustrated and starts making wierd noises at it and moves around the office like she has hurt her brain with all that concentration. Poor Joppa. Somebody needs to let her outside so she can just chase the damn thing. I laugh because the squirrel sits in the tree and stares right back at her. It's great. Animals and their Jedi mind tricks. Whodathunkit.

So anyway - yep.

New Years was fun - thanks for the partay Stepho. The girl is the best hostest. She introduced us to garlic and parsley something or the other on popcorn. I think that was a good idea. It was yummay! I drank a lot and I caused a lot of ruckus because that's what I do best. It was a good time man MUAH! Yesterday I recuperated at home and it was a lovely time.

I think I need some candles and posters and more pictures in here because this office looks more and more like a prison cell everyday. Uh oh... Joppa's eyes have suddenly become focused on ME! .... ZOINKS!

PHEW!

I don't know if I have ever been more thrilled to see a whole year end. I cannot express to you how desperate I am to move on to a whole new year and get away from the hell that was 2001. Well, that and I am excited to party tonight! WHUTE WHUTE! I have tried to be more reflective in my thoughts about the past year, and so far I have come up with diddily squat to write about. I mean, there is plenty to write "about" but how on earth do I go about saying anything about them? Only to say that 2001 has been the most trying year of my life so far. I know I am not alone in this statement because many, if not all, of us have suffered somewhat since the oft mentioned 9/11. What I am talking about though, is purely personal. My psyche, my insides, my mindset has changed and 2001 leaves me a different person. Whether or not that change has been a positive one is yet to be seen I suppose, but I do feel more in "control" of me and how I feel and what I do. I gathered the courage I never knew I had to persevere through the roughest patches and I've succeeded in those areas that I didn't think I could even begin to conquer. In that respect, I guess I could say that 2001 was somewhat a blessing. I am glad I have had the chance to suffer and succeed because those are the things that have made me into the person I am right at this moment. The ever changing me.

Happy New Year, everybody.

I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
---Maya Angelou

Long time no post, Im sowwy.

I love you all. Wenday is my sista.

I cant even think of what to post, i think its the amount of people that are hoovering around.

Today is the big day, Bets is out. **Happy Dance**

Maybe that sounded mean but its true. Then i can clean the house and be in peace.

I love you Wenday, sorry to go off. (K)

like a warm embrace.
yeah people, listen to your brother! (the one who drives a rig)
and listen to thom yorke: immerse your soul in love.

what else is there?

I know you were joking; so was I.
This looks like a good time to give the Kristi Disclaimer:

If ever I seem like Im being mean or harsh, I'm probably not. It is safe for everyone to assume I'm joking (because I always am). In the past, people who take themselves too seriously always thought I was mocking them and they always got pissed off. So anyway, although you guys probably know me by now, that is my disclaimer anyway. Have a good night, everybody.

`kristi
"Let all the love inside the world belong to you."

Hi Wendy, how are you? Long time no post. I apologize.

I have a web cam, but only because it came with my computer. I don't use it to take pictures of myself though; I made short films starring Sherlock Hemlock and a canister of Carmex. I thought that was creative, but I guess not. Does that make me Narcissus?

Now excuse me while I go back to staring at my reflection in the water...

Here I am....

Proving the fact that people with web cams LOVE to take pictures of themselves. Currently I have 5 geeky pictures of me. Maybe eventually they will surface on to the site. MAYBE

YEAH BABY

Mama's got herself a web cam (thanks, Dad!)... be prepared for some postings of pics and the sort. Anyone know how to hook this thing up to my webpage? Do I need statics for that? (Nug...Nug are you out there..??!)

So anyway - Yep. I can take pictures of myself doing what I do best - sitting on my ghetto booty. The ghetto booty that has been getting larger and larger the past few weeks. DAMN YOU HOLIDAY SEASONS... or maybe DAMN ME FOR BEING SUCH A LAME ASS... I think the second one is far more accurate. It's just food...it like...sustains my life and shit, but I don't need THAT much sustaining, I mean for cheese sakes - I did not need to eat that chocolate..or that one..or THAT one.

So I guess I'm not going to beat myself up. Well so I won't be beating myself up in front of the web cam anyway - I save that stuff for private times when only me, myself and I are around to watch. Let us tell you, it is quite the spectacle if we do say so ourselves. We're never sure who wins though, usually it's a tie.

Reading a good book - The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood by Rebecca Wells. Check out the awesome quote on the main page. This is an AMAZING book. I have laughed and cried and laughed and related to the main character. It's kinda neat. I recommend you read this book as soon as I am done with it. Speaking of reading books, how's She's Come Undone doing lately Steph? Have you lost it in the mess that was once your room? Cripes.

I know there was something else I was going to say but I forgot what it was. OH YEAH...I just wanted to say a belated SCREW YOU to everyone who wished their asses off for a friggen white Christmas this year. It was scary for my family members to drive home this year and it is all your fault.

So THERE.

HO HO HO

What is shaking? Not much here..well except for the latest exciting news! Anybody who wishes to view the rock in person needs to be at The Sports Page bar this Friday night at 8:30 - 9:00ish. There will be a line gathering up to gaze upon the latest addition to my wardrobe - and life! WUUU HUUUU!!

So yeah, I'm excited!

I am making up lists and checking them twice and then throwing them away because it's too darn stressful to begin PLANNING ANYTHING because... well...I dunno. I guess me and the man need to sit down so I can get some feedback from him and pick a date and carve it in stone. Engagement pictures would also be a good idea. ACK ...

So anyway... on to other things besides my pending nuptuals and all that other jazzola.

Happy holidays to everybody - anybody who reads this anyway. I don't know how much I'll be posting between now and Christmas so I just thought I would get that out of the way. I am taking Josh to Minot with me this year for what looks to be an exciting, eventful Christmas. Either that or it will be extremely droll and noneventful. At any rate, it will be wonderful because I'll be with the people I love. I'll miss the people I love that I won't be with though.

Stepho and Nug *sniff sniff* ... This means you guys. :)

MUAH!

Whute is the word. As i sit here thinking about the situation i cant help but get a little verclempt.

I cannot think of anything better than 2 of my favorite all time friends (we wont go into the whole brotha/sista schpiel) being together.

You dont need me to wish you the best, cause you two will have it no matter what, but im doing it anyways!

I love you guys, may happiness be yours now and always.

Oh yeah, and thats all ill harass about cause im sure you guys are getting it enough :)

WHUTE WHUTE

inventory guy: Well, I've searched the entire store and girl #110378, a.k.a. Wendy, is missing.

store owner: What?! She's our most popular girl! How could she have just disappeared??!!

inventory guy: To be honest, sir, we see this situation a lot. Sometimes some girls just disappear off the market floor.

store owner:WHAT?! WENDY IS OFF THE MARKET?!

inventory guy: It appears to be....

SHADDAP

Shut yah's yap or else heads will be rollin'. I'll update whenever I feels like it. :0Þ

Whoot the Geminid meteor shower peaks on Thursday night. I'm not sure if I'll be up to watching this one, as I have a trip the next day, but we'll see. Nothing like freezing outside in the middle of the night with buddies. This time we should go out way far and start a fire or something. The reason the Geminids are so popular is because scientists haven't exactly figured out why this storm exists or why the cluster of debris (or whatever they call the space dirt) shows up. Usually they follow a comet or something. I think.

The whole story is here.

So anyway - I'm going to Chicago this weekend. I am excited - sorta. Sorta nervous for the plane ride, and sorta nervous about homicide, but if provoked I won't be afraid to do it. hehehe

I gotsta thank Steph for being my Cramp Crusader. She has by far earned much respect from every pinch and twang of crampage in females around the world.

There is also a partial eclipse of the sun this Friday. I might be able to see it in Chicago where the sun will be eclipsed by about one-eighth. Yee haa! Check out the sun around sunset on Friday and maybe you'll notice it too! Of course, don't look directy at it or anything, and if you do - don't blame me.

If i could make it all go away i would in a heartbeat. Damn mutha fuckin cramps that ail my wendamoo. Ill kick em all in the balls. TWICE. Hard too.
I sincerly apoligize for my foul language in this matter, but when cramps think they can just come right in and take ova wenday i get steaming mad.

It will all be betta, and if its not i will take you to the docta myself, love you mang.

I HURT

It's a time when I am supposed to cherish being female because I have the unique ability to produce life right? ... Let's just say my insides are celebrating and they're having one hell of a party because I feel like crapola! They definitely need to settle down for a little bit so I can concentrate on whining about something OTHER than that!

So anyhoo... My last post was kind of a bummer, even though it was just my philosophy and such. It is true though. I see it everyday. Anyone who knows me should know what I'm talkin about *wink*

Aaaahhhh the life of a disenchanted princess is kind of rough sometimes. I have to do some work now. I gotta be creative and write some sort of sales pitch for something or the other. I'm not looking forward to it because I'm not passionate about what I am supposed to be excited and passionate about. I think in this business you gotta be an actress too - or at least a good liar.

I don't really think I am either of them - although I have a few "friends" who are!

Criminy that was mean. I think I need a nap!

Lots of love to everybody else though.

GOT ANY GUM?

Wow long time no posty eh? I guess I've been a busy girl to say the least. Driving for hundreds of miles, spending a lot of money on gas, watching some old guys who get paid too much sing songs and dance around the stage, driving for more hundreds of miles and then coming home and being SO TIRED the whole rest of the weekend. Criminy.

And you thought my life was BORING?! What the shit!

So there I was, patting myself down in front of the Security Guards at the Alerus center.
Embarassed?
No way - they get paid to watch stuff like that. They even looked at my butt. "Turn to the side...what is in your pockets"

Beer was $4.00 ... I left that place feeling sexually violated.
If you wanted cash for the beer, you could use the ATM..however if you were one of the crowd participants on the floor, the ATM was impossible to use because it was on the 2nd floor. Screwed would be the way to accurately describe how we felt. Again with the sexual violation.

I noticed the inside of "the center" looked similar to a tin can. Neat!

Rob Zombie made a joke and realized it wasn't a joke...he was just stupid. I don't think he'd be the first to propose we name the state of North Dakota FARGO because ... well... apparently everybody already thinks it is. I felt sorry for the old man, and shoot me for saying so but he just didn't have the pep of concerts in previous years. It was a very good show and his robot dudes were awesome. I wondered how they got their laser eyes to work. Dancing bitches were neat too, although they could have used a little lube in the knees.

The Ozzman cameth and it was good. It was exciting to see someone so important and popular, not to mention old - but the man is aging well and I gotta wonder if his hair is real because it sure looked pretty. He could have gone without the tight black jumpsuit with the gold flashy stuff though. His performance was kickass ... he didn't move around a whole lot and I just figured it was because he just recovered from a broken something or the other.

I got to push people around for fun. That was sorta neat. At the end of the show, Alexa and I stood in the same spot and waited until the crowd cleared to see how close we were to the front. We were pretty fargin close! Only a few more feet and we would have been at the front. Which would have been cool because then I might have been able to see more than just glimpses of Ozz and the "guys". It sucks being short sometimes - although it was fairly easy to sneak in ahead of people because they really didn't care - they could see over my head.

Overall I would say the concert was a success. There was a ton of room on the floor, which means they could have sold more tickets, or not many people bought them. Either way, I am glad I was there (and not just for the break I got from work) ... It was a kickass experience and I would definitely do it again. Thanks to Nug (who didn't dress up Village style, mind you) for the tickets. I love you mang!

Yep. So that's the concert critique or whatever. BONG.

You know, somedays when I just sit here and do nothing, I begin to feel somewhat philisophical and it scares me. Where does all this crap come from?? I've been thinking a lot lately about the relationships I have -and don't have- with people and it amazes me how different each one is. I also contemplated the reasons I keep these contacts going and the reasons I have lessened some. It always comes down to the toxicity of the "friend" in question. Everyone is toxic in their own right. Usually relationships just depend on your immunity to their toxins. If this doesn't make sense, don't worry - I'm not going to be famous based on this whole idea. Besides, I think Oprah cashed in on it years ago.

So like I was saying - I have toxic friends. I am toxic. We sorta bond and repel at certain times and that is what usually keeps life interesting. I think living alone with no friends would be pretty boring because you wouldn't have anyone to piss off and you most certainly wouldn't have anyone to hug. Although there are those friends who you just can't handle anymore because of the way they make you feel. I hate those kinds of relationships. I think I hold the record of suffering through toxic relationships - most likely because I am WEAK. But ... that is just one more thing people have to put up with.

To those of you who put up with my insalubrity - thank you. :) For those who don't - hell, I don't blame you.

Nutz on your chin

So here i am. Listening to the web radio thingee and mah Wenday is all the way in Grand Mutha Fuckin Forks.
Hopefully having a good old time of course.

Easy E is SupA BONG.
Anyone who doesnt agree just has issues. And not the good issues, like KoRn, but bad issues.

Here is my favorite easy-e song, might be kinda long, for mah 3 ballerAs pleasure:

One and in comes the two to the muthaphukkin three then comes the Eazy
to the other fuckin E playin niggaz life like a puppet and can't dance but
could touch it so fuck it rappers want to dis I'm glad to see `em cause I
rip your fuckin face outta a magazine O.G. gangsta lean now after I shit
your face wipes that ass clean now time to get tipsy and don't want a bitch
if she can't rub the balls like a gypsy. Who's all in? Since you put yourself
on my dick I put my nutz on ya chin...

Muthaphukk whatcha heard I'm more than that a real nigga from the hood
and I'm all that thick as a hicky a picky nigga fittin dickies with bitches
strictly dick-ly many sets I rolled on and killed squeals that told on my
homies they sold on don't ask Eazy shit it's still a hit iz a hit and a bitch
iz a bitch hangin on my nutz like a hair strand hangin there with n'ear heart
and n'ear plan ass out like a asshole runnin to my dick with a rhyme and
a lasso again and again from beginning to end it's your nutz on my
chin...

You couldn't beat a minute of my ass if I gave you sixty seconds tick
tock shit starts I start a steppin E to the muthaphukkin A to the muthaphukkin
Z here's the Y here's the E here to stay after you when I'm through check
me and Rodney King Fuck Tha Police part 2 now back to my friends nutz to
ya nose to ya lips to ya chin real niggaz love us hussies never fuck us the
roughest ruckas fingers couldn't touch us Eazy E's back again fuck waitin'
for a payday get an A.K. everyday is a blast yeah blast a nigga fast knock
his ass get all the cash Who's all in? Since you put yourself on my dick
I put my nutz on ya chin...

"N.W.A. Niggaz With Attitudes, we're underground reporters we tell about,
you know, the streets and everything that goes on, you know, around in Compton,
our area, what's going around around us, we don't know what the fuck's going
around around by YOU, but frankly we don't give a fuck, you know. Most kids
in Compton don't give a fuck who the mayor or the president is you know they're
not even interested in votin'. And the police, you know what I'm sayin?
I say FUCK `EM."

...in one way or another...i'm a bad brother....word to the mother fucker...

Steph, ever since Monday night, I've had Eazy-E in my CD player and I have been rockin out old gangsta pimpin style. Not that there's anything wrong with that. :) I mean, c'mon... EVERYBODY has their weaknesses..right, bootylicious?

Tomorrow is the Ozzy concert. Chances are, it will be a blast and we'll have lotsa fun and I'll even get to hang out with the sister if I get ahold of her and tell her what is up. Getting stuff done is really hard for some reason. I'll have an update as to how the concert went eventually. My main goal is to see Shorty with his sweet shirt lookin like a Village person. Okay I take that back - I just had to say it because it was the funniest part of my day so far.

My Joshua is home until Sunday or Monday, a.k.a. HELL DAY

Maybe I should listen to Eazy-E constantly and learn some pimping tricks so I can keep myself busy while he's gone. Mackin' the bitches, slappin the hoes.

So anyway... yep.

WHAT THE CRAP

I just posted this long whine fest and it didn't even post it? My god. Even my blog is after me.

I love the Wenday.

Once there was a good friend to me
Once she dressed up
As a black eyed pea.

Shes funny
Shes nice
Shes thoughtfull and cute
I do have to say her jokes
Are a hoot.

I love you mang.
I just wrote that, can you tell?
You were always the sista with the talent mang. Happy Turkey Day! (L)

Come here
Pretty please
Can you tell me where I am
You won't you say something
I need to get my bearings
I'm lost
And the shadows keep on changing

And I'm haunted
By the lives that I have loved
And actions I have hated
I'm haunted
By the lives that wove the web
Inside my haunted head


Don't cry,
There's always a way
Here in November in this house of leaves
We'll pray
Please, I know it's hard to believe
To see a perfect forest
Through so many splintered trees
You and me
And these shadows keep on changing

And I'm haunted
By the lives that I have loved
And actions I have hated
I'm haunted
By the promises I've made
And others I have broken
I'm haunted
By the lives that wove the web
Inside my haunted head

Hallways... always

I'll always want you
I'll always need you
I'll always love you

And I will always miss you

Come here
No I won't say please
One more look at the ghost
Before I'm gonna make it leave
Come here
I've got the pieces here
Time to gather up the splinters
Build a casket for my tears

I'm haunted
(By the lives that I have loved)
I'm haunted
(By the promises I've made)
I'm haunted
By the hallways in this tiny room
The echos there of me and you
The voices that are carrying this tune