Tuesday, April 23, 2002

WHO ARE YOU
The Who

I woke up in a Soho doorway
The policeman knew my name
He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away"
I staggered back to the underground
The breeze blew back my hair
I remembered throwing punches around
And preachin' from my chair

Who are you
Hu hu hu hu
Who are you
Hu hu hu hu

I took the tube back out of town
Home to the rolling pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
But with a streak of Rin Tin Tin
I stretched back and I hiccupped
Looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the tin pan
God there's got to be another way

Who are you
Hu hu hu hu
Who are you
Hu hu hu hu

There's a place where I know you walked
The love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees
I spill out like a sewer hole
Yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone new
After such a love as this

Who are you
Hu hu hu hu
Who are you
Hu hu hu hu

Thursday, April 18, 2002

really, i'm just like anybody else.

i wonder what other people at a concert are thinking of me.

when really they're watching the damn concert just like everyone else.

ok, i'm perhaps a little more insecure than other people. or i just don't cover it up with pride as easily.

i have this funky longish hair that clogs up the drains in my apartment.

i have to clean out those drains.

i'm not crazy.

this isn't the movies.

i'm not.

this isn't.

no kidding.

Tuesday, April 16, 2002

Isn't it weird/strange/stupid how stress can concrete/implant a memory/moment/thing in your head so completely/thoroughly?

You'll always remember every car accident you've been in. ...Unless you were drunk...

You'll always remember every embarrassing moment from elementary school, from middle school, from high school, from your first job.

You have no choice in this matter. You will always remember because at the moment of the incident, special chemicals were released by your body which somehow burned that memory forever into the front of your mind.

You'll be driving down the road and you'll remember that first accident, or that first time in school when you did something so that whole class was laughing at you.

And there's nothing you can do to not feel that embarrassment, or that fear, all over again.

Like now.

And forevermore.

I'll feel this.