Archives: August 2010

Running to stand still

Running to Stand Still
U2

And so she woke up
Woke up from where she was lyin’ still.
Said I gotta do something
About where we’re goin’.

Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving rain, maybe
Run from the darkness in the night.
Singing ah, ah la la la de day
Ah la la la de day.

Sweet the sin, bitter the taste in my mouth.
I see seven towers, but I only see one way out.
You gotta cry without weeping, talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice.
You know I took the poison, from the poison stream
Then I floated out of here, singing
Ah la la la de day
Ah la la la de day.

She walks through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under black belly of cloud in the rain.
In through a doorway
She brings me white golden pearls
Stolen from the sea.

She is ragin’
She is ragin’
And the storm blows up in her eyes.
She will suffer the needle chill
She’s running to stand still.

Trouble

Trouble
by P!nk

No attorneys
To plead my case
No orbits
To send me into outta space
And my fingers
Are bejeweled
With diamonds and gold
But that ain’t gonna help me now

I’m trouble
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble ya’ll
I disturb my town
I’m trouble
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble ya’ll
I got trouble in my town

You think your right
But you were wrong
You tried to take me
But I knew all along
You can take me
For a ride
I’m not a fool now
So you better run and hide

I’m trouble
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble ya’ll
I got trouble in my town
I’m trouble
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble ya’ll
I got trouble in my town

If you see me coming
Down the street then
You know it’s time to
Go (and you know it’s time to go
cause here comes trouble)

No attorneys
To plead my case
No orbits
To send me into outta space
And my fingers
Are bejeweled
With diamonds and gold
But that ain’t gonna help me now

You think your right
But you were wrong
You tried to take me
But I knew all along
You can take me
For a ride
Cause I’m not a fool now
So you better run and hide

I’m trouble
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble ya’ll
I disturb my town
I’m trouble
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble ya’ll
I got trouble in my town

So if you see me coming
Down the street then
You know it’s time to
Go (go-oh-oh..I got)

Trouble
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble ya’ll
I got trouble in my town
I’m trouble
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble ya’ll
I got trouble in my town

Trouble
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble ya’ll
I got trouble in my town
I’m trouble
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble ya’ll
I got trouble in my town
I got trouble in my town
I got trouble in my town

my work here is done!

For the second morning in a row, I’ve had to be up at some obscene hour of the morning! In fact, today was worse, because the alarm was set for 5.30am, which makes yesterday’s 6.30am seem almost reasonable!

Today I was dropping R and her friend M off at school (by 6.45am) so that they could catch the bus down to the Gold Coast to participate in the Opti-Minds Challenge. I have to say that considering what time they went to bed last night they did well!

Anyway, a random conversation between M and another team-mate J while we were all walking to the classroom to carry stuff to the the bus, struck me as funny…

J – oh, so that’s R’s mum!

M – yeah

me (curiously) – who did you think I was??

J – oh I’m not sure, just some random person

awesome! I look random! pmsl!

and later on, standing freezing near the bus…

J (looking first at R then at me) – yeah, you do look pretty similar now I think about it

me – well yeah, that would make sense, considering that I gave birth to her and everything 😉

J (to R) – you know I’m never going to be able to look at you the same way again after hearing that!

score one to me! Does that rate on the ‘most embarrassing things ever’ scale?? R didn’t seem too fazed by the conversation! Guess she’s gotten used to me by now! Maybe I’m going to have to try harder!

oh, and in a slightly related, but maybe not really, train of thought… what is it with all the packs of bike riders that are out and about between 6.30 – 7am on a Sunday morning? I mean seriously, it’s freakin’ cold people! I can’t believe that there’s so many of you who get up voluntarily at the crack of dawn! And seem to enjoy it!!

So now I’m here at 7.30am on a Sunday morning, wide awake (thanks to the second cup of coffee that is warming up my fingers right now) so I can’t even go back to bed! Guess I’m going to have to do something useful!!

What I’ve done

“What I’ve Done”
by Linkin Park

In this farewell
There’s no blood
There’s no alibi
‘Cause I’ve drawn regret
From the truth
Of a thousand lies

So let mercy come
And wash away
What I’ve done

I’ll face myself
To cross out what I’ve become
Erase myself
And let go of what I’ve done

Put to rest
What you thought of me
While I clean this slate
With the hands of uncertainty

So let mercy come
And wash away
What I’ve done

I’ll face myself
To cross out what I’ve become
Erase myself
And let go of what I’ve done

For what I’ve done
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I’m forgiving what I’ve done!!!

I’ll face myself
To cross out what I’ve become
Erase myself
And let go of what I’ve done

What I’ve done
Forgiving what I’ve done

Leave out all the rest

“Leave Out All The Rest”
by Linkin Park

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else cared

After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I’m done here

So if you’re asking me
I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I’ve done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

And don’t resent me
And when you’re feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Don’t be afraid
I’ve taken my beating
I’ve shed but I made

I’m strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I’ve never been perfect
But neither have you

So if you’re asking me
I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I’ve done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don’t resent me
And when you’re feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You’ve learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can’t be who you are

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I’ve done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don’t resent me
And when you’re feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You’ve learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can’t be who you are
I can’t be who you are

Great southern land

“Great Southern Land”
by Icehouse

Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
stranded like a runaway, lost at sea
city on a rainy day down in the harbour
watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay
looking everywhere ’cause I had to find you
this is not the way that I remember it here
anyone will tell you it’s a prisoner island
hidden in the summer for a million years

Great Southern Land, burned you black

so you look into the land and it will tell you a story
story ’bout a journey ended long ago
listen to the motion of the wind in the mountains
maybe you can hear them talking like I do
“… they’re gonna betray you, they’re gonna forget you
are you gonna let them take you over that way …”

Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
you walk alone like a primitive man
and they make it work with sticks and bones
see their hungry eyes, its a hungry home

I hear the sound of the strangers’ voices
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
they burned you black, black against the ground

Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
stranded like a runaway, lost at sea
city on a rainy day down in the harbour
watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay
looking everywhere I had to find you
this is not the way that I remember it here
anyone will tell you it’s a prisoner island
hidden in the summer for a million years

Great Southern Land, in the sleeping sun
you walk alone with the ghost of time
they burned you black, black against the ground
and they make it work with rocks and sand

I hear the sound of the strangers’ voices
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
you walk alone, like a primitive man
you walk alone with the ghost of time
and they burned you black
yeah, they burned you black
Great Southern Land

What to do when you have given yourself a few hours of free time

First, turn the music up loud! (this is usually the first step for most activities)

Download photos from camera.
Piss yourself laughing at some of them! For example:

Wednesday night, getting ready for derby training…
the conversation goes something like this…
me: I don’t think I have any photos of myself in my derby gear, maybe you should take one for me
R: sure
me: what on earth are you doing
R: taking photos
me: ok, I don’t think this is quite what I had in mind, but I guess it’ll do
… a few more photos later…
me: ok, there is no way some of these are ever going to see the light of day!

(the ones that won’t be uploaded include gems like me sneezing, me telling R she’s insane, etc etc) moral of the story – your teenager often has an interesting perspective on things!

Post a few other pics on Facebook

Look for your folder of music (songs, chords etc)
Fail to locate said folder due to house being in a complete state of chaos.
Decide to see what Google can find and print more

Chat to a friend for half an hour

Get sidetracked again by Facebook…
and then decide to write on the blog about it!

Hmm, got a bit over half an hour left, might trim my fingernails and tune that guitar!

Oh, and the difference between this and a ‘normal’ day is not feeling guilty about all the things you should have been doing instead!

Don’t believe anymore

“Don’t Believe Anymore”
By Icehouse  (Iva Davies)

I never counted on this
guess that’s the way that it goes yeah
you used to be someone I knew
somebody I could understand but

now I don’t know what to do
and I don’t know who you are no
all those things I hear you say
you talk that way you’re a stranger and I

I don’t know where to begin
don’t want to hear it again
I don’t believe anymore
and this is all I know
I know I’ve heard it before
I don’t believe anymore

and I remember your voice
before this happened to us
and I could see and I was sure
and everything was young and new but

we lost it too many times
and that’s the way that it is
lovers come and lovers go
when you think you know
it just isn’t true oh

I don’t know where to begin
don’t want to hear it again
I don’t believe anymore
and this is all I know
I know I’ve heard it before
I don’t believe anymore

I don’t know where to begin
don’t want to hear it again
I don’t believe anymore
and this is all I know
I know I’ve heard it before
I don’t believe anymore

don’t believe anymore
don’t believe anymore
don’t know where to begin
don’t want to hear it again
don’t believe anymore
and this is all I know
I know I’ve heard it before
don’t believe anymore
oh oh oh
don’t believe anymore

Matters of the heart

“Matters of the Heart”
by Tracy Chapman

I lose my head
From time to time
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart

We should have been holding each other
Instead we talked
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart

But I asked before
Your reply was kind and polite
One wants more
When one’s denied
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart

I won’t call it love
But it feels good to have passion in my life
If there’s a battle
I hope my head always defers to my heart
In matters of the heart

I guess I’m crazy to think
I can give you what you don’t want
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart

I make myself sick
I can’t think of anything else
I can’t sleep at night
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart

I wish that I had the power
To make these feelings stop
I lose all self control
In matters of the heart

I can’t believe
It’s so hard to find someone
To give affection to
And from whom you can receive
I guess it’s just the draw of the cards
In matters of the heart

You caught me off guard
Somehow you reached me
Where I thought I had nothing left inside
I’ve learned a lesson I’ve been edified
In matters of the heart

I’ve spent my nights
Where the sleeping dogs lie
Not by your side
It feels so lonely
Once again I’ve left to much to chance
In matters of the heart

Here I sit
I’m feeling sorry for myself
It’s quite a sight
But I have you to thank
For reminding me
We’re all alone in this world
And in matters of the heart

I’m already missing you
Although we won’t say good-byes
Until tomorrow afternoon
Maybe when and if I see you again
We’ll see eye to eye
In matters of the heart

I have no harsh words for you
I have no tears to cry
If the moon were full
I’d be howling inside
It only hurts
In matters of the heart

If today were my birthday
I’d be reborn
As Bronte’s bird a bird that could fly
And all accounts would be settled
In matters of the heart

Matters of the heart

Fast car

“Fast Car”
by Tracy Chapman

You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere

Any place is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we’ll make something
Me myself I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car
I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
Won’t have to drive too far
Just ‘cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
Finally see what it means to be living

See my old man’s got a problem
He lives with the bottle that’s the way it is
He says his body’s too old for working
I say his body’s too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody’s got to take care of him
So I quit school and that’s what I did

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way

I remember when we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
Your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
We go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain’t got a job
And I work in the market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You’ll find work and I’ll get promoted
We’ll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs

I remember when we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
Your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I’d always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me’d find it
I got no plans I ain’t going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving

I remember when we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
You gotta make a decision
You leave tonight or live and die this way