Saturday, 7th February '04

Neon

When sky blue gets dark at enough to see the colours of the city lights, a trail of ruby red and diamond white hits her like a sunrise.

She comes and goes and comes and goes like no one can.

Tonight she's out to lose herself. And find a high on Peachtree Street. From mixed drinks to techno beats it's always heavy into everything.

She comes and goes and comes and goes like no one can. She comes and goes and no one knows she's slipping through my hands.

She's always buzzing just like neon, neon. Neon, neon. Who knows how long, how long, how long, she can go before she burns away.

I can't be her angel now. You know it's not my place to hold her down. And it's hard for me to take a stand when I would take her anyway I can.

She comes and goes and comes and goes like no one can. She comes and goes and no one knows she's slipping through my hands.

She's always buzzing just like neon, neon. Neon, neon. Who knows how long, how long, how long, she can go before she burns away.

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First off, thanks to John Mayer (who will probably never see this site anyway), and this excellent song. Lyrics and guitar riffs and everything.

I guess this entry is a little off the mark, but it'll serve two purposes. It's a song I feel fits my life and to a limited extent, my part in Secrets and last Thursday's rehearsal. Also, it'll explain my email address to all curious folks once and for all. You have no idea how many people go "what's up with that?" at my email address / ICQ nick.



en ying snapped a shot of life @ 01:47 am
[well, the pictures aren't going to take themselves!]




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