throwing my mind out

못해준 약속이랑, 보고싶어도 못보고. 바로 옆에 있을떼도 무엇이 없는 그 느낌. 한번만 더, 믿어 보고 싶은데. 한번만. 한삶안에 한번은 너무 짧어. 기억하기도 초차 이제는 더이상 모르는 느낌, 다시 찾고싶어도, 내가 뭐를 찾고 있는지도 모르고있지. 바보처럼. 언제나 똑같이. 안놔줄꺼라고 한데는 언젠데... 말좀하지.

보고싶을때 찾아갈께. 기달려.

i'll send all my loving to you

everything's replaying, for the hundredth time now. hundreth? hundredth? whatever. first time i could care less about what i spell. too much in my head. hipocracy. and being true to myself. my forehead feels more than comfortably warm. where is God? i forgot Him for a while. maybe that's why. i'm sorry. i don't need this right now. i'd rather be a flower. trying to playing it cool. failing horribly. erase everything and feeling. and being. to roam the streets and go backpacking through europe. to find the same sticker in a different story. my words have gotten me nowhere. my actions have retraced the same old mistakes. and now i don't know where to head. and for the first time, i want to know. i'd really rather not leave everything up to spontaneuity. it's not just the allergies that make me cry. broken cinderella wheels and soggy tissues. just a few more years. until i can throw away everything because i choose to. just a few more years. i can keep up. i can, i can. and i will.

please go away.

lucy in the sky with diamonds

believe me when i tell you.

charcoal in a paper cup. fold over the edges, closing open minds and letting my eyes close. "nothing's going to change my world" and pictures on the wall of the girl you've never seen. across the universe

thoughts and delights and blindly grabbing for things halfway around the world. happiness is a warm gun? stop telling me it's not true. and these guitar strings tell all, so can't you be happy for me. can't you hear me. "it's not what you do, it's the way you do it."

hey jude, don't make it bad; take a sad song, and make it better.

"i thought it was the other side that dropped bombs."

sitting on the edge of a skyscraper, overlooking too many;

and we forget. we forget too easily. taking your broken wings and learning to fly all your life, blackbird. to watch, over and over again. to feel a striking difference. into the .. into it. whatever it is. this is what i long passion for. a kind of belonging i never understood. she's so heavy in my mind. welcome back's and good bye's.

did you give her the right address? i was so sure i saw her.

it's okay. nothing is labeled anything, ever. it's good to be back. keep moving. microphone feedback on the top of a building, only a direct message that a sentimental man would hear. i can't distinguishably tell you, but..

nothing you can do that can't be done;

nothing you can sing that can't be sung.

nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game.

breathe, free me.

and i'm walking in strawberry fields forever.

i've got a story to tell

and an audience the size of air.