someone elses words

someone elses words

On a string, I was held.
The way I move, can you tell?
My actions are orchestrated from above.
So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

"Until all that swaying starts to make you sick..."


bright eyes - false advertising

good song, i must have listened to it... 5 or 6 times already today. yeah, so also today, i was heading home from school, and i get on the subway, and the intercom comes on saying that there was an accident at the next station and it would be a while before my train woudl move. and for some reason only half the lights were on in the station. it was kinda creepy, like it should have been from a movie, and some guy was going to come out of a tunnel and get chased by some other guys, and i'd get hit by a stray bullet, and i would say somethign profound just before i died. then the camera would cut to black, no fading for me. there might be a story in the news the next day, but thats about it, and no one would remember me, just the fact that it took them 20 more minutes to get home then usual because of some accident.