these_days blown cherry it's comin round again the slowly creeping hand of time and its command soon enough it comes and settles in its place its shadow in my face puts pressure in my day this life well it's sliiping right through my hands these days turned out nothing like I had planned it's comin round again the slowly creeping hand of time and its demands it settles in its place its shadow in my face undignified and lame this life well it's sliiping right through my hands these days turned out nothing like I had planned soon enough it comes to tie us down - These Days by Powderfinger, Odyssey Number Five 021107 ... ruba i pick up the cordless phone on a whimsy and hit talk right away but what was i thinking its gonna take me a while to get my voice back 021108 ... birdmad Morning seems strange almost out of place Searched hard for you and your special ways These days - these days Spent all my time - learnt a killer's art Took threats and abuse till I'd learnt the part Can you stay for these days? These days - these days Use outward deception to get away Broken heart romance to make it pay These days these days We'll drift through it all it's the modern age Take care of it all now these debts are paid Can you stay - for these days? joy_division 021108 ... x people have babies when they should adopt stray animals. 030112 ... stork daddy nico isn't singing. 030112 ... paranoid martyr also a bon jovi song. but who cares. 030112 ... Jon Bon Jovi I care (so fuck you all) 030112 ... sonic I wake up and teardrops They fall down like rain I put on that old song we danced to And then I head off to my job Guess not much has changed Punch the clock Head for home Check the phone, just in case Go to bed, dream of you That's what I'm doing these days 030113 ... unhinged i keep telling myself it will soon be over. but myself keeps telling me that it may not be soon enough. 030113 ... lou_la_belle its on days like these that i have to laugh at it if i didn't, i'd probably shatter like a broken mirror splintering instantly into a million useless slices together they were spectacular apart; nothings and that is why i laugh too hard a little nervously hesitantly as if still unsure of how to present myself before this obstacle i have no one to trust but myself i'd rather laugh fake and forced all day long then fall apart and disappear 040731 what's it to you? who go blather from