It's dreamy weather we're on
You waved your crooked wand
Along an icy pond with a frozen moon
A murder of silhouette crows I saw
And the tears on my face
And the skates on the pond
They spell Alice
I disappear in your name
But you must wait for me
Somewhere across the sea
There's a wreck of a ship
Your hair is like meadow grass on the tide
And the raindrops on my window
And the ice in my drink
Baby all I can think of is Alice
Arithmetic arithmetock
Turn the hands back on the clock
How does the ocean rock the boat?
How did the razor find my throat?
The only strings that hold me here
Are tangled up around the pier
And so a secret kiss
Brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
When I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost over there
And I must be insane
To go skating on your name
And by tracing it twice
I fell through the ice
Of Alice
And so a secret kiss
Brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
When I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost over there
And I must be insane
To go skating on your name
And by tracing it twice
I fell through the ice
Of Alice
There's only Alice
In honor of Tom Waits releasing one of the best albums I've heard in a long time, I thought I'd quote the lyrics of one of my favorite songs by him. (It's not off the new album because I haven't had enough time to listen to it thoroughly. ) If you skimmed over it, go back and read it. The guy is really amazing. Great raspy voice, great songwriting skills, wonderful lyricist and a really cool persona.
Anyhow, back to life. The trip to Tahoe and Yosemite was cool. My cousin left with her boyfriend back to England. She always seems to stay 2-3 days too long. It was getting tiring taking her everywhere. It doen't help that she and her boyfriend are the kind of people that are consistenly late to everything. For example, part of the reason for the trip to Yosemite was to celebrate my Mom's 65th birthday (more on that later.). We were staying in Groveland (about aan hour from Yosemite) and the dinner was at the Ahwanee Lodge in Yosemite Valley at 6. The plan was to leave Groveland at around noon and spend the day sight seeing. (My girlfriend has never been to Yosemite and was really looking forward to it.) Because they are reluctant to follow anyone else's timeline but their own, they showed up at 6:05. We all waited for them and then left my poor brother to bring them when they were ready. Don't get me wrong. I love my cousin but I absolutely hate waiting on people. Especially when I take the time to make out a schedule. The nice part of the trip was that we really lucked out with the weather. It was nice all week long.
The dinner was nice but a little too pricy I thought. I couldn't help but feel bad for my parents. My Dad (whose health hasn't been the best lately) was sick with the flu and he wasn't able to sit through the whole dinner. My mom who does everything for the benefit others, had to spend her day taking care of him and, at the stay time, attempt to organize everthingon on a day that was meant for her. I always want to do more for her but it seems everyone else in my family wants to walk all over her generosity. She seemed really tired at the end of her weekend. Now she has to worry about Thanksgiving. I was supposed to have tomorrow off to give her a hand but work plans have changed and I'm working in lovely Prundale.
Its hard seeing my parents get old. Both my Mom and Dad have aged so much in the last couple of years and it is starting to worry me. They practicly raise my neice while my brother and his wife are at work and that seems to be the biggest contributor to their aging. I'm watching people who were cosidered immortal and omnipotent in my youth, become old and "human" I guess.
The girlfriend issue is the same. That leash is getting tighter. We talk about it a little more and I've come to realize that she is only this way because she truly loves me and wants to have a life with me. That only makes it harder to feel this way. Now there is guilt on top of everything. She is house sitting for a friend this weekend and wants me to stay with her. I sorta wanna hang out with some friends who are coming home for the holiday but will feel guilty leaving her at a strange house. To answer the obvious question, she won't want to hang out with my frineds. She doesn't like to drink and she doesn't like me when I do and that's probably what we would end up doing. And I also know what will be running through her head all week. Me staying with her is going to remind her that she wants to buy a house and live with me. I don't know, we'll see what happens.
Not to change the subject but I'm listening to that Tom Waits cd (the new ones) and he does a really good cover of "Young at Heart" on it. God this guy is amazing. Anyone want me to burn this for them, e-mail me and will figure out some way to get it to you. The song Altar Boy is really fucking good too.
That's all for now. Like I said, I gotta work in Prundale tomorrow so I better start thinking about sleep. Hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving.
You waved your crooked wand
Along an icy pond with a frozen moon
A murder of silhouette crows I saw
And the tears on my face
And the skates on the pond
They spell Alice
I disappear in your name
But you must wait for me
Somewhere across the sea
There's a wreck of a ship
Your hair is like meadow grass on the tide
And the raindrops on my window
And the ice in my drink
Baby all I can think of is Alice
Arithmetic arithmetock
Turn the hands back on the clock
How does the ocean rock the boat?
How did the razor find my throat?
The only strings that hold me here
Are tangled up around the pier
And so a secret kiss
Brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
When I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost over there
And I must be insane
To go skating on your name
And by tracing it twice
I fell through the ice
Of Alice
And so a secret kiss
Brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
When I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost over there
And I must be insane
To go skating on your name
And by tracing it twice
I fell through the ice
Of Alice
There's only Alice
In honor of Tom Waits releasing one of the best albums I've heard in a long time, I thought I'd quote the lyrics of one of my favorite songs by him. (It's not off the new album because I haven't had enough time to listen to it thoroughly. ) If you skimmed over it, go back and read it. The guy is really amazing. Great raspy voice, great songwriting skills, wonderful lyricist and a really cool persona.
Anyhow, back to life. The trip to Tahoe and Yosemite was cool. My cousin left with her boyfriend back to England. She always seems to stay 2-3 days too long. It was getting tiring taking her everywhere. It doen't help that she and her boyfriend are the kind of people that are consistenly late to everything. For example, part of the reason for the trip to Yosemite was to celebrate my Mom's 65th birthday (more on that later.). We were staying in Groveland (about aan hour from Yosemite) and the dinner was at the Ahwanee Lodge in Yosemite Valley at 6. The plan was to leave Groveland at around noon and spend the day sight seeing. (My girlfriend has never been to Yosemite and was really looking forward to it.) Because they are reluctant to follow anyone else's timeline but their own, they showed up at 6:05. We all waited for them and then left my poor brother to bring them when they were ready. Don't get me wrong. I love my cousin but I absolutely hate waiting on people. Especially when I take the time to make out a schedule. The nice part of the trip was that we really lucked out with the weather. It was nice all week long.
The dinner was nice but a little too pricy I thought. I couldn't help but feel bad for my parents. My Dad (whose health hasn't been the best lately) was sick with the flu and he wasn't able to sit through the whole dinner. My mom who does everything for the benefit others, had to spend her day taking care of him and, at the stay time, attempt to organize everthingon on a day that was meant for her. I always want to do more for her but it seems everyone else in my family wants to walk all over her generosity. She seemed really tired at the end of her weekend. Now she has to worry about Thanksgiving. I was supposed to have tomorrow off to give her a hand but work plans have changed and I'm working in lovely Prundale.
Its hard seeing my parents get old. Both my Mom and Dad have aged so much in the last couple of years and it is starting to worry me. They practicly raise my neice while my brother and his wife are at work and that seems to be the biggest contributor to their aging. I'm watching people who were cosidered immortal and omnipotent in my youth, become old and "human" I guess.
The girlfriend issue is the same. That leash is getting tighter. We talk about it a little more and I've come to realize that she is only this way because she truly loves me and wants to have a life with me. That only makes it harder to feel this way. Now there is guilt on top of everything. She is house sitting for a friend this weekend and wants me to stay with her. I sorta wanna hang out with some friends who are coming home for the holiday but will feel guilty leaving her at a strange house. To answer the obvious question, she won't want to hang out with my frineds. She doesn't like to drink and she doesn't like me when I do and that's probably what we would end up doing. And I also know what will be running through her head all week. Me staying with her is going to remind her that she wants to buy a house and live with me. I don't know, we'll see what happens.
Not to change the subject but I'm listening to that Tom Waits cd (the new ones) and he does a really good cover of "Young at Heart" on it. God this guy is amazing. Anyone want me to burn this for them, e-mail me and will figure out some way to get it to you. The song Altar Boy is really fucking good too.
That's all for now. Like I said, I gotta work in Prundale tomorrow so I better start thinking about sleep. Hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving.
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Do you like Tool?? I have this great CD, it's one of Paul D'Amour's side projects, the band's called Lusk. Good stuff, kinda college rock-y, kinda psychadelic, mellow and relaxing.