tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-116547372011-04-21T14:07:49.940-07:00jonny ragelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916489391065269799noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11654737.post-1130348786105093212005-10-26T10:45:00.000-07:002005-10-26T10:46:26.110-07:00and I seem to see for miles<br />my eyes can see forever<br />but I cannot feel what I perceive to be pleasure<br /><br />pleasure <br />I cannot find<br />I'm just shoveling sand<br />tall enough to cover where I stand<br /><br />and I seem to see for miles<br />my eyes can see forever<br />but I cannot feel what I perceive to be pleasure<br /><br />I'm the ear drum<br />and when you hum<br />I can't seem to vibrate<br />I'm the piano key<br />which unfortunately<br />cannot feel your weight<br /><br />and I seem to see for miles<br />my eyes can see forever<br />but I cannot feel what I perceive to be pleasure<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11654737-113034878610509321?l=jcrash2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jonny ragelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916489391065269799noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11654737.post-1121235593076495922005-07-12T23:16:00.000-07:002005-07-12T23:57:26.393-07:00the last time we talked<br />I realized I was walking alone<br />and you were a ghost<br />just an echo inside of the phone<br />and I believed<br />the most usual lie<br />I'd hold onto you<br />until the day I die<br /><br />well I gave some thought<br />yea, and maybe I gave some pause<br />and realized the effects<br />were nowhere worth the cause<br />so I'm hanging up<br />you will hear <a href="http://www.myspace.com/lmixr">my voice</a> echo no more<br /><br />it's all over, now for sure<br /><br />you've got some nerve<br />to think I would come walk though that door<br />when you treated me equally<br />like a prince and a whore<br />no excuses please<br />I'm off of my knees once more<br /><br />it's all over, now for sure<br /><br />---<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11654737-112123559307649592?l=jcrash2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jonny ragelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916489391065269799noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11654737.post-1115740475659835392005-05-10T08:53:00.000-07:002005-05-10T08:54:35.670-07:00one more kiss, darling<br />one more kiss, darling<br />our last kiss wasn’t good enough<br />it ended too quick, ahhhhh<br />sweetness, why don’t we<br /><br />go slip away <br />to another side<br />where the greedy winds <br />glide<br />darling, why don’t we<br />just fall asleep <br />dream the same dream<br />and only feel <br />where our bodies meet<br />darling, why don’t we<br /><br />get lost sometime?<br />because it is it is it is<br />about time…<br />let’s get lost in the furthest way<br />where the wind says <br />a a a all of you<br />is mine<br />to blow over<br /><br />let’s sit on the edge <br />watch the sky fall<br />you see through me <br />take it all<br />darling, why don’t we<br />walk into light<br />and close our eyes<br />to the world of sight<br />darling, why don’t we<br />escape at once<br />to the deepest south<br />where clouds slide <br />when you move your mouth<br />darling, why don’t we<br />stand still and breath<br />to each other’s lips<br />our lungs a pair <br />of floating ships<br /><br />darling, why don’t we<br />darling, why don’t we<br />darling, why don’t we<br />get lost sometime get lost sometime<br /><br />let’s pull the plug<br />underneath this lake<br />while the waters break<br />we’ll spin away<br />darling, why don’t we<br />survey the world <br />as a comedy <br />when the punchline fails<br />come away with me<br />darling, why don’t we<br />watch the water above<br />brimming with life<br />moving in time<br />with you, honey<br /><br />darling, why don’t we<br />darling, why don’t we<br />darling, why don’t we<br />get lost sometime get lost sometime<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11654737-111574047565983539?l=jcrash2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jonny ragelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916489391065269799noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11654737.post-1115309287897315382005-05-05T09:05:00.000-07:002005-05-05T09:08:07.903-07:00Destiny obligation clashing populations<br />Shaking hands nervously<br />Thank God I held my tongue<br />Sour tastes linger longest<br /><br />Economic reality resonating<br />Sucking everything<br />The surest greed<br />Is destiny<br /><br />No one is winning<br />No one is winning<br /><br />Hey! Hey!<br />Daughters and sons<br />Hey! Hey!<br />Critcs and guardians<br />Hey! Hey!<br />This common wall<br />Hey! Hey!<br />Will bury us all<br /><br />Blood for blood the thirsty ones<br />They bring knives they bring guns<br />beating oil drums<br />Play out like hands <br />of tumbling cards<br /><br />economic reality resonating<br />sucking everything<br />more will fall and soon<br />bury us all<br /><br />Hey! Hey!<br />Daughters and sons<br />Hey! Hey!<br />Critcs and guardians<br />Hey! Hey!<br />This common wall<br />Hey! Hey!<br />Will bury us all<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11654737-111530928789731538?l=jcrash2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jonny ragelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916489391065269799noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11654737.post-1111619686891644612005-03-23T15:09:00.000-08:002005-03-23T15:18:00.686-08:00you try to break me with your last five words:<br />"I don't need you anymore"<br />all these you say as you face a door<br />I won't any more words then this<br /><br />I've faced the demons that have lived inside<br />it's not a matter of my pride<br />I will feel the accusations fly<br />but when they hit the ground I will be all right<br /><br />jaded maybe<br />so what, baby<br />people have said <br />so many things they don't believe<br />jaded maybe<br />so what, baby<br />I want to live<br />and when you give you're really taking<br /><br />so in your leaving I will call upon<br />all the strength left in my heart<br />and you'll never see me turn around<br />you cannot make this end, I never let it start<br /><br />and in your leaving I'll have these five words:<br />"I didn't need you anyway"<br />and it doesn't matter whether you go or stay<br />I will make it either way<br /><br />jaded maybe<br />so what, baby<br />people have said <br />so many things they don't believe<br />jaded maybe<br />so what, baby<br />I want to live<br />and when you give you're really taking<br /><br />is it that I will never trust again<br />or is that<br />I never really trusted at all<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11654737-111161968689164461?l=jcrash2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jonny ragelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05916489391065269799noreply@blogger.com1