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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
Local Time: 03:29 PM
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Tuesday July 27, 2004 3:30 am
Somebody asked me if I knew what I was in my past life, I answered, "A cowboy or a poet" I didn't realize how ridiculous that sounded til later that night Ridiculous in the sense that both represent romantic illusions that involve wandering and philosophy I long for a sense of purpose I feel like I'm just killing time Til I feel something real It's 3 am on 25th and 3rd Avenue The Clash are on the radio And once again I'm lost Low lit room with smokes and rosary beads I don't remember how to pray I don't remember how to love I can be witty and hold my liquor I can drink whiskey til dawn And love a woman til the stars burn I cling to drinking, fucking, because the thought of being alone with my demons and doubts terrifies me I'm too tired to walk in tot the sea but I'd run into towers of fire Lost my bearings when you left me And once again I'm lost...... |
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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
Local Time: 03:29 PM
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Wednesday July 27, 2004 2:15 am
Had a nightmare last night I tossed in my bed and heard the wooden base creak I awoke facing darkness I have never been so afraid I turned to turn on the light I couldn't find it Fumbling and clawing through the darkness Futility Lovelorn Playing hard to get with God rests on my weary shoulders I've never felt so fucking alone And I'm okay with that What does that mean? |
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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
Local Time: 03:29 PM
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Sunday August 1st, 2004
City lights and city blues Little girls, pills and booze Pick me up some cigarettes Yeah, I'll never pay you back Shit clubs and crap singers Hey that's my kinda rock and roll Lou Reed singing Bobby Darin Take another shot, no lime no salt Yeah, it's starting to sound better to me too Sweaty lusty embraces in the bathroom She tastes like tequila to me Would her boyfriend agree? I pretend the cracks in the ceiling are stars As you kiss me on your knees Hey that's my kinda rock and roll City lights and city blues None of it means a fucking thing All I can think of is you....... |
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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
Local Time: 03:29 PM
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Can't sleep again
Lonely and drunk and smoking my mind Ya got blue eyes and british blues I'm sorry I walked you home I'm sorry I didnt' let you go You'll be twenty-one in two Somehow you've got everybody fooled You kissed too many boys that night I've been drinking ever since You had sangria and I had a pint We listened to Patti Smith and smoked a joint She's singing about roses And I feel like singing too I wanna whisper the dirty bottle blues I wanna taste you and sleep by your side It's lonelier than usual in here Got your ghost dancing on my bed Feel like smoking in bed and passing out Just to make sure you're the last thing I see before I burn....... |
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Shadow Boxer
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oh my god. i love this one so much. I pretend the cracks in the ceiling are stars As you kiss me on your knees so much. |
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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
Local Time: 03:29 PM
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How long, love
How long will it be til the stars fall from your eyes How long til you fade from my glass menagerie How long til you realize I'm the only one on your side Darling, I can't tell you sweet nothings I can't sugarcoat this fall I'll fall with you I'll die for you I'll bleed for you I love you so much I can't untaint your past But I'll bless your future I miss you so much I was never good enough Sweet child, why was my word never good enough I'll carry you til the stars fall.... |
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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
Local Time: 03:29 PM
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She just downed herself a drink
Gluttonous lovely pariah Never said you loved yourself Never said you'd try Couldn't even listen Couldn't even pray Listening to the drunks spread their logic To anyone who'd listen Makes perfect sense to me Your fingers are stained with nicotine and sex Dropping your purse on purpose To take another snort Baby won't you please try Wouldn't it be nice Wouldn't it be nice To live to drink til the skies burn Baby won't you try... |
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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
Local Time: 03:29 PM
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Suicide kings and tequila shots
Blowing kisses to no one in particular Turn it up, I love this song Lou Reed, David Allan Coe, and U2 I'm happiest when I'm a fool I just met you I love you I've never loved anyone Let's go to the ocean I've got a bottle You buy the smokes Fuck the tab I'll be here tomorrow night anyway I'm sorry I called you the wrong name I know I'm a bastard Come with me anyway One more drink, no? |
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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
Local Time: 03:29 PM
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Sister ablaze
Mother torn asunder Lover, we had no choice Running into the storm Seemed easier when I loved you Now I'm not so sure Wish us well Out of control Out of our hands Out of my soul Tell me my ruin Tell me my all Tell me my truth Tell me my beloved, Do you still trust me?.. |
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The Fly
Join Date: Mar 2003
Location: atlanta...soon to be L.A.
Posts: 181
Local Time: 04:29 PM
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Reading these poetic verses, they are so Honest and Real they remind me of the lyrical depth and beauty of the Achtung Baby record. This is poetry so powerful and emotional it often moves me in the way that a song can. I don't believe I have ever experienced that before. To be slammed in the chest with just a simple reading of poetry...
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The Fly
Join Date: Mar 2003
Location: atlanta...soon to be L.A.
Posts: 181
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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
Local Time: 03:29 PM
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Boots strapped tight
Backpack, 3 shirts and cigarettes Zippo and a compass I'm fucking out of here.. |
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War Child
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texas/Mexico
Posts: 796
Local Time: 03:29 PM
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Electricity fills the room
The rain's kicking in I can hear you smother your smoke in glass It's dark again and we're still strangers Sweet angst Beautiful silence Fumbling towards something familiar Even though you're just a beautiful stranger now Time's made us ghosts I smile knowingly at the unflinching dead-end of your heart I laugh nervously at the fact that the same lips I found solace in Now offer mediocre pleasantries just to pass the time Is there really all there is to you? Or was it my illusion to lose? I hate to dwell but I'm wired and feeling particularly introspective I'm pretty sure I'm self-obsessed because I'm having a good time smoking in the rain I'm pretty sure I'm waiting for God to wake me up with pain Communion is dead Your altar's are stained I'm daring you to acknowledge me I'm trying so fucking hard to provoke you I'm drowning in my apathatic swells Good Christ I need to grow the fuck up Either that or kill myself Maybe I'll just run.. |
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