if_i dB This is a song for all who aren't happy with their present situation: If I were a swan, I'd be gone If I were a train, I'd be late And if I were a good man I'd talk with you more often than I do If I were asleep, I could dream If I were afraid, I could hide If I go insane Please don't put your wires in my brain If I were the moon, I'd be cool If I were a rule, I would bend And if I were a good man I'd understand the spaces between friends If I were alone, I would cry And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry And if I go insane Will you still let me join in with the game 010320 ... scarfaced samm ...should explode 010320 ... nomme) if i say 'i don't know' one more time i'll!, i'll!... i don't know but i'll i'll something 050725 ... nomme) i think that was a quote from somewhere or someone or something maybe it was me 050725 ... nom don't make it, no one will 051022 ... die i want to know what will happen afterwards. i want to be there at my funeral i want to know what everyone does says etc. is that strange? 051022 ... Anthony If I were to put the passed out girl on my bed and wish her sweet dreams while I sleep on the pool table, would I be cock-blocking my roommate? 051023 ... nom i can not close the door to whatever future season 061007 ... FauxGrr if i could do it i would leave this world behind i'd find solace in silence peace in darkness relief from the pain of this existance 250523 ... ovenbird (your poem went down the bone FauxGrr. Maybe I can offer a poem in response?) If I could I would gather every soul that wished for darkness and draw around us a circle of birdsong and wildflowers shared secrets and wild tales So we might see dawn in each other's faces And hear the morning call our names To which we would answer "I'm here. I'm here." 250523 ... ovenbird *down to the bone 250523 ... FauxGrr if i could i'd give you a hug. 250524 ... ovenbird And I would give you one right back! 250524 ... ovenbird (if I could) 250524 ... ovenbird If I could, I would take the dark_matter of my dreams of you and spin it like sugar into cotton clouds that might sit on my tongue just long enough to taste before dissolving into the most beautiful nothing. 250621 what's it to you? who go blather from