Yeah it gives me butterflies gives me away
Till I’m up on my feet again
Oh I’m feeling
Oh I’m feeling
Outshined Outshined Outshined Outshined
Tag Archives: Chris Cornell
to be yourself is all that you can do
someone finds salvation in everyone
and another only pain
someone tries to hide himself
down inside himself he prays
someone swears his true love
until the end of time
Another runs away
separate or united
healthy or insane
new like a baby but lost like a prayer
the sky was your playground but the cold ground was your bed
I said poor stargazer she’s got no tears in her eyes
but smooth like a whisper she knows that love heals all wounds with time
now it seems like too much love is never enough
yeah you better seek out another road ’cause this one has ended abrupt
I put millions of miles under my heels
Long and weary my road has been
I am not your rolling wheels – I am the highway
so now you know who gets mystified
show me the power child
show me the power child I’d like to say that I’m down on my knees today
it gives me the butterflies gives me away till I’m up on my feet again
when life kicks you in the nuts, kick back!
when you’re all in pain and you feel the rain come down
oh it’s all right
when you find your way then you see it disappear
it’s all right
I don’t mind stealing bread
Well I don’t mind stealing bread from the mouths of decadents
But I can’t feed on the powerless when my cup’s already overfilled
I’m going hungry … going hungry
I’m going hungry … going hungry
I’m going hungry … going hungry
I Am The Highway
worked 17 1/2 hours. 1 hour drive home. awake 24 hours (and counting). sleep deprived selfie sporting csa approved wraparound safety sunglasses (love that alliterative shit, lol) gratis courtesy mike. gotta love his quote minutes after seeing me wearing them too … “i’m not queer, but damn you look good” – thanks mikey, lol!
Be Yourself
… Is All That You Can Do. To be yourself is all that you can do!
Been trying hard to catch-up on things that needed catching-up on! Accomplished plenty in a short amount of time so am really chuffed – voted in the Ontario election, went for a run too – ok, only 2.5K … but at this point I’ll happily take it, and focus on its positiveness … is all that I can do!
Audioslave – Be Yourself
I just want you to know I got no trouble with what you said. I don’t even think you’re wrong!
Doesn’t matter what I done or if I even crossed the line
You start to holler going for blood girl it doesn’t have to be a fight
Throwing out the blame when you know it ain’t my fault
Messing with my brain when you wanna see me fall
There may come a time when I don’t bother you at all
It isn’t my call it isn’t my call
Take a minute to tell you now and I don’t have to raise my tone
Take the level and bring it down I just want you to know
I got no trouble with what you said I don’t even think you’re wrong
It’s how you say it you lose your head girl I’m standing right in front of you
I like playing in the sand what’s mine is ours
… if it doesn’t remind me of anything
show me the power child
it gives me the butterflies gives me away till I’m up on my feet again
hear ye hear ye: 1301posts, 1601days!
a succinct shout-out y’all!
a tearful and heartfelt, payin’ my bloglivin’ dues milestone moment!
def deserving of MANY slap-on-the-back-congrats … Spoonman!
all my friends are brown and red
… both are primes too … but of course, lol! 😛
The Day I Tried to Live
One more time around
Might do it
One more time around
Might make it
I’ve been drinking life, while you’ve been nauseous
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
I walk streets of Japan till I get lost
With a graveyard tan and carrying a cross
I like studying faces in a parking lot
I like driving backwards in the fog
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
I like gospel music and canned applause
I like colorful clothing in the sun
I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
I like playing in the sand what’s mine is ours
If it doesn’t remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan and carrying a cross
I like studying faces in a parking lot
I like driving backwards in the fog
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
I like gospel music and canned applause
I like colorful clothing in the sun
I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
I like playing in the sand what’s mine is ours
If it doesn’t remind me of anything
I can’t get any lower still I feel I’m sinking
So now you know who gets mystified
Show me the power child I’d like to say that I’m down on my knees today
Yeah it gives me the butterflies gives me away
Till I’m up on my feet again
Oh Lord and Master, beholding it’s some fucking Black Hole you’re falling into … Sun
Stuttering, cold and damp
Steal the warm wind tired friend
Times are gone for honest men
And sometimes far too long for snakes
In my shoes, a walking sleep
And my youth I pray to keep
Heaven sent hell away
No one sings like you anymore
well I just looked in the mirror and things aren’t looking so good
well I can’t get any lower still I feel I’m sinking
show me the power child I’d like to say that I’m down on my knees today
yeah it gives me the butterflies gives me away till I’m up on my feet again
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