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Thursday, July 03, 2003 ( 3:39 PM ) Jacquet Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colours on the snowy linen land Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds and violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colours changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left inside On that starry, starry night You took your life as lovers often do But I could have told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen They're not listening still Perhaps they never will... snif...i love this song. # ( 3:33 PM ) Jacquet i know, i know. i haven't posted anything in a while. but trust me, peeps, i have nothing of interest to say. and even if i did there is no way on God's green earth i could tell you all about it. so i'll stick to that fluffy stuffy. i went shopping with tara the other day, a girlfriend from work. we had a great time. only bad thing about her is she enjoys ALL types of music. country, pop and urban being some of the stuff i can't stomach, but all stuff she enjoys. she also likes 80s stuff. epp! but ;) but! i'm alive today and able to tell the brave story of how i suffered through justin timberlake crap as we drove and she had it as loud as possible. ;) i didn't go to the doc. the infection seems to be going down and leaving me with a nasty, horrid cold that has me down and out. thank God today's my day off! i got to lay in the sun, listen to Our Lady Peace while sipping ice tea and forgetting about some of my troubles. mind you, only some. sometimes no matter what you do you can not block out some thoughts and concerns. like they're omnipresent. *sigh* Rooney's coming to town!!!!!! AHHH! maybe amy and i will get tickets. hmm, we'll see. on a (kinda) serious note, do you ever just need to cry? i don't mean some lame soap opera cry. i mean CRY, like cry til your heart physically hurts kinda cry? i mean sob and be able to scream in *pain* kinda cry? just wondering. i've got so much on my plate i feel like i'm gunna tear at the seams and not cuz i'm fat, cuz i'm stressed. holy hell! i never stress! at least i didn't before last year! like nothing would throw me, but now, one little change and WHAM! i go crazy! craaaap. kate, i swear i'm sending your b-day present soon! honest! :-/ farewell. -jac # Sunday, June 29, 2003 ( 2:49 PM ) Jacquet and the temperature just keeps on rising. no, not outside, in ME. crap. up and up it goes about a degree a day. dangit, i'm in massive pain too. like my head and neck and stomach. well, on those cheerful tidings i must be off. i have a messy house to clean. # |
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