Ma vie, mes amours, mon histoire.
Monday, October 18, 2004
a few things id like done
waltz with someone
kiss someone in the rain
go to new zealand
pet a koala
learn to surf
learn to rock climb
sing in a band
become a rock star
fall in love...many times over
watch the stars with the one i love
actually get something ive worked hard to get
move to la or new york
become what im truly meant to be
spend the week with my two best friends anywhere they want to
learn to trust again
get married
have 2 kids and 5.2 dogs
live on my own
be considered sexy when im in sweat pants and a t-shirt and no makeup
sing with dave matthews...get stoned with dave matthews
live up to my own expectations
be in two places at once
learn to let go
be in a movie
get the guy in the end
skydive
get out of the car in a really scary place
date a punk boy
date a preppy boy
get through an entire year of school
get my tongue pierced
have people take me seriously
i know theres more...but i can't think of them now...there in no particular order..or anything...just things that should get done
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
my real song..but take it for what its worth...this song is my mother and i.....well....who we are and the things that have made us who we are...
LA Song
By: BETH HART
From the CD: SCREAMIN FOR MY SUPPER
She hangs around the boulevard
She's a local girl with local scars
She got home late
She drank so hard the bottle ached
& she tried
but nothin's clear in a bar full a flies
So she takes
She understands when she gives it away
She says
Man I gotta get outta this town
Man I gotta get outta this pain
Man I gotta get outta this town
Outta this town & out of L.A.
She's gotta gun
She got a gun she calls the lucky one
She left a note right by the phone
Don't leave a message 'cause this ain't no home
& she cried
She cried so long her tears ran dry
Then she laughed
'Cause she knew she was never comin' back
She said
Man I'm gonna get outta this town
Man I'm gonna get outta this pain
Man I'm gonna get outta this town
Outta this town & out of L.A.
It's all she loves It's all she hates It's all too much for her
to take she can't be sure just where it ends or where
the good life begins
So she took a train
to a little old town without a name
She met a man he took her in
but fed her all the same bullshit again
'Cause he lied
he lied like a salesman sellin' flies
So she screamed
it's a different place
but the same old thang
It's all I love It's all I hate It's all too much for me to take
I can't be sure where it begins or if the good life lies within
So she said
Man I gotta get out of this town
Yeah now I gotta get back on that train
Man I gotta get out of this town
I'm outta my pain
So I'm goin' back to L.A.
