across_the_sea fyn gula He looked out across the sea, to where corsica lay like a woman, shaking his head at fortune, his back still warm from where it was patted. in the morning she would remember and he would be on the boat, eyes stinging not from the ocean air, but memory. 000429 ... silentbob weezer You are 18 year old girl who live in small city of Japan And you heard me on the radio about one year ago And you wanted to know all about me and my hobbies My favorite food and my birthday Why are you so far away from me? I need help and you're way across the sea I could never touch you - I think it would be wrong But I've got your letter and you've got my song They don't make stationery like this where I'm from - so fragile so refined So I sniff and I lick your envelope and fall to little pieces every time I wonder what clothes you wear to school; I wonder how you decorate your room I wonder how you touch yourself and curse myself for being across the sea At 10 I shaved my head and tried to be a monk I thought the older women would like me if I did You see, ma, I'm a good little boy It's all your fault, momma, it's all your fault Goddamn, this business is really lame I gotta live on an island to find the juice So you send me your love from all around the world As if I could live on words and dreams and a million screams Oh how I need a hand in mine, to feel 000713 ... startfires "god damn these half japanese girls do it to me every time...i asked you to go to a green day concert, you said you never heard of them..." 001024 ... startfires weezer 001024 ... silentbob the redhead said you shread the cello and im jello baby you dont wanna look dont think of me im the epitome of public enemy well why you wanna go and do me like that? get down on the street and dance with me im a lot like you... well how stupid is it? i cant talk about it i only write about it and make a record of my heart 001024 ... MollyCule how stupid is it, won't you give me a minute, just come up to me and say hello (hello) . . . 001029 ... sabbie and i stood alone on the cold sand on a grey winters day buffeted by the wind and skritched by the airborn sand and faintly i heard floating across the angry water the sound of a siren's song and i leaned into the wind and i sank into the song and watched the green water's surface reform and calm from below 001030 ... sweetheart of the song tra bong How cool is THAT? 010817 ... silentbob So i went to your room and read your diary alkalinetrio.diaryland.com 010817 what's it to you? who go blather from