Thursday lyrics 2 - for my ex-wife

[khashka]

She lives, no fear, doubtless in everything she knows
Through time, unchecked the sureness of her flows
She leaves herself inside you when she goes
She lives in a time of her own

Her love whips hard like wind and stabs in eager pain
She wins your thoughts and drives your inner planes
She clears and shares a love that never drains
She lives in a time of her own

You have always heard her speaking
She's been always in your ear
Her voice sounds a tone within you
Listen to the words you hear
Her time has no past or future
She lives everything she sees
Her time doesn't spin outside her
It's in every breath she breathes

She lives in a time of her own

Her eyes breathe light, reflect the aura of her hair
She sends, attends, behind an alpha stare
She seeks the stars and spirals up the stair
She lives in a time of her own

She lives in a time of her own
She lives in a time of her own



Khash.

[datasuspect]

1. goddamn i've missed you

.

[khashka]

2. Haven't seen you around

much lately either, my friend!

What ya been doin'?

Khash.

[datasuspect]

3. rotting in my own filth

twisting, turning, etc.

what about you?

[khashka]

4. Much the same....

Khash.

[datasuspect]

5. i just remembered how much of a crush i had on you

way back when . . .

[khashka]

6. I notice the use of the past tense....

Damn! All my DU crushes have abandoned me....

It's galling. The Lounge is now practically a bordello and I'm no longer invited to the party! And now you as well.....

Uhm, I still have a crush on you..... even though you are a miserable little bastich, our odd senses of humour tend to mesh - we could be miserable together and laugh our way through it....

Khash.

[ceile]

7. Judybats Judybats Judybats

Excellent!!! Gosh what a great band that went largely unnoticed.

[khashka]

8. Yes! Another fan!

I was thinking I was the only person who knew them.

A great band that got no recognition.

Convalescing In Spain is a masterpiece.

Convalescing in Spain
Trying to purge this sickness
You started in me
At the outdoor cafes
Trying to cool this fever
Drink, relief, recovery
In the scratchy shade
Of a dusty almond tree
Boozing it up with friends I've made
Yeah, we laugh till we cry
They don't know my mind
Is oceans away
The people really like me here
My Spanish is getting better
But all I want to do is
Break away from them
And write you another letter
That I'll never send
I fold them into boats
Set them afloat in the
Neighborhood pool
The children love them till they
Sink and say, "Hagame uno mas!
Esos son muy cool!"
Running on the beach
Over the rocky part
I can almost forget that
Forgetting is the hardest part
That letting go
Is only a state of mind
That love is impure
That love is blind
I'm talkin' blinkers, man
Running on the beach
Over the rocky part
I can almost forget that
Forgetting is the hardest part
Convalescing in Spain
I've been keeping a diary
And I must be getting well
Cause I write less of you
And more of me
Things like
Did we sleep through the best part?
Did we cry through the worst part?
Did we chinga through the good days?
Did we get stuck with the end?
Don't we cry when someone
Steals the show
Hate when it's someone we know?
Perhaps this is the best part
Convalescing in Spain
Perhaps this is my best part
Convalescing in Spain


Khash.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

9. My dear Khash.........

Of course, I don't know these......but it doesn't matter.......

They are still very beautiful to read out loud!

Thanks for posting them, my dear friend......

Now, go see my Wayfarer's Chapel pics!

:loveya: :hug: