Thursday, September 30, 2010

Broken

17-07-2010

With everything ahead of us
We left everything behind
But nothing that we needed
At least not at this time
And now the feeling that I'm feeling
Well it's feeling like my life is finally mine
With nothing to go back to we just continue to drive
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
I didn't know what I was looking for
So I didn't know what I'd find
I didn't know what I was missing
I guess you've been just a little too kind
And if I find just what I need
I'll put a little peace in my mind
Maybe you've been looking too
Or maybe you don't even need to try
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
With everything in the past
Fading faster and faster until it was gone
Found out I was losing so much more than I knew all along
Because everything I've been working for
Was only worth nickels and dimes
But if I had a minute for every hour that I've wasted
I'd be rich in time, I'd be doing fine
Without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side

Jack Johnson

I Heard Something

16-07-2010

New scene, Jerry and Elaine watching "Murphy Brown" in Jerry's apartment.

ELAINE: I just thought I could write it.
JERRY: Is that something you want to do?
ELAINE: I don't know. Those writers make a lot of money.
JERRY: Elaine, let me tell you something about show business. It's hard work! You don't just write a "Murphy Brown." You gotta watch the show, study it, get a sense of the characters, how they relate to each other.
ELAINE: O.K., can I just watch the show? God, what an asshole.
JERRY: What did you say?
ELAINE: I didn't say anything.
JERRY: I heard something.

Seinfeld

Form Of Action

15-07-2010

"For me, words are a form of action, capable of influencing change."

Ingrid Bengis

Last Cup Of Sorrow

14-07-2010

This is getting old and so are you
Everything you know and never knew
Will run through your fingers just like sand
- Enjoy it while you can -
Like a snake between two stones
It itches, in your bones
Take a deep breath and swallow, your sorrow, tomorrow
Raise the cup and let's propose a toast
To the thing that hurts you most
It's your last cup of sorrow
What can you say?
Finish it today
It's your last cup of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way
It won't begin until you make it end
Until you know the how the where and the when
With a new face you might surprise yourself
Like a snake between two stones
It itches, in your bones
Take a deeper breath and swallow, your sorrow, tomorrow
Raise the cup and let's propose a toast
To the thing that hurts you most
Is your last cup of sorrow
What can you say?
Finish it today
It's your last cup of sorrow
So think of me
And get on your way
You might surprise yourself

Faith No More

Powertool

13-07-2010

Mrs. Doubtfire: Sink the sub. Hide the weasel. Park the porpoise. A bit of the old Humpty Dumpty, Little Jack Horny, the Horizontal Mambo, hmm? The Bone Dancer, Rumpleforeskin, Baloney Bop, a bit of the old Cunning Linguistics?
Stu: Mrs. Doubtfire, please.
Mrs. Doubtfire: Oh I'm sorry, am I being a little graphic? I'm sorry. Well, I hope you're up for a little competition. She's got a power tool in the bedroom, dear. It's her own personal jackhammer. She could break sidewalk with that thing. She uses it and the lights go dim, it's like a prison movie. Amazed she hasn't chipped her teeth.

Mrs. Doubtfire

Felony

12-07-2010

"Drinking makes such fools of people, and people are such fools to begin with, that it's compounding a felony."

Robert Benchley - US actor, author, & humorist (1889 - 1945)

No Time To Cry

11-07-2010

It's just a feeling
I get sometimes
A feeling
Sometimes
And I get frightened
Just like you
I get frightened too
but it's...

(no no no) No time for heartache
(no no no) No time to run and hide
(no no no) No time for breaking down
(no no no) No time to cry

Sometimes in the world as is you've
Got to shake the hand that feeds you
It's just like Adam says
It's not so hard to understand
It's just like always coming down on
Just like Jesus never came and
What did you expect to find
It's just like always here again it's...

Everything will be alright
Everything will turn out fine
Some nights I still can't sleep
And the voices pass with time
And I keep

No time for tears
No time to run and hide
No time to be afraid of fear
I keep no time to cry

Sisters Of Mercy