barely_out_of_tuesday silentbob today's conflicting thoughts: 1) I am ready for the great big mysterious wonderful and significant love of my life. 2) I am NOT ready for the great big mysterious wonderful and significant love of my life. Life if she met me right now she would be pretty meh about her options. 140211 ... flowerock I feelike puting links on blather is wrong, but your words brought this cheesey but kinda on it video to mind. you might like it, or really dislike it... http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=0a6dpa1GeZE&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D0a6dpa1GeZE 140211 ... silentbob I woke up wednesday morning Staring at the ceiling Hoping for deliverance From the distances in you. This room feels like an oven Somewhere south of nowhere And north of nothing. I'm barely out of tuesday Seen seven hours of wednesday I guess I've found new friends Maybe you could leave the light on for me. Can't you see her Waiting there down by the sea? There's a light on, But the lock's in the door for me If you see me coming home, Turn me away. Everybody tries to go back somewhere someday. You get me at a distance. Fifty-two weeks later, They're still staying. Standing in my basement. Making my way Waiting for the telphone To deliver me away. I left from minnesota Where the winter's getting colder Keep the locks changing Maybe you could leave the light on for me. Can't you see her waiting there down by the sea? If you see me coming home, Turn me away. Everybody tries to go back somewhere someday. The farthest distance Getting around you to me What's the point of all this patience? It's not your nature To just keep what you need. You got some pictures of me. I woke up wednesday morning, Sometime wednesday evening, Hoping for a piece of something easy to believe. When you live out on the border Of everything and nothing There's nothing but waking and dreaming. I'm barely out of tuesday. There's no one to receive me, And nothing is changing. Maybe you could leave the light on for me. Can't you see her Waiting there down by the sea? There's a light on, But there's nobody there for me. If you see me coming home Turn me away 'cause everybody tries to go back somewhere someday. counting_crows 140212 what's it to you? who go blather from