Wednesday, January 20, 2010

love the lie

sometimes the lyrics just find you...

This is what we've done to us
These memories we can't trust
But I try to love the lie
I find my own way home
Pretend our histories are not
Written in stone

You've got your saints and your sorrows
And I've got my ghosts
And what's killing me now
Is gonna kill us both
And if time is a factor
The only one that we face
Like lines on a map
You can try to erase
But it doesn't change a thing
No, it just makes a mess
And in a million years
I wouldn't love you any less
You can breathe in and out
You can burn to the ground
Put your finger on the trigger
When there's no one around
It's the truth you hate the most
And it would hurt if you could feel
But I'll visit at the grave
Yeah, I'll lay down on the field

This is what I've come to trust
These words have turned to dust
I can try to love the lie
I find my own way home
Pretend our histories are not
Written in stone
To love the lie I find my own way home
Pretend our histories are not
Written in stone

Jf Robitaille

Friday, January 8, 2010

the plain and honest truth...

these are the first words i'm writing for the world to see about the pieces of my broken heart. i miss her terribly and i love her. i realized yesterday, that no matter what, i have my memories. the uncontrollable laughter. the softness. the smiles. the honesty. the love. the skipping. the spinning. the list i'll not be able to write for some time. it does not matter, from here on out, all of those memories that i carry exist in space and time, just like you and i.

eventually there are always lyrics that hit (see below).

Maybe different, but remember
Winters warm there you and I,
Kissing whiskey by the fire
With the snow outside
And when the summer comes
The river swims at midnight
Shiver cold
Touch the bottom, you and I,
with muddy toes

Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you should
It was good, as good goes
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you did

Wake up naked drinking coffee,
Making plans to change the world
While the world is changing us...
It was good good love.
We used to laugh under the covers
Maybe not so often now
The way I used to laugh with you
Was loud and hard

Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you should
It was good as good goes
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you did

So what to do
With the rest of the day's afternoon, hey
Well isn't it strange how we change
Everything we did
Did I do all that I could?

That I should'a done

Remember we used to dance
And everyone wanted to be
You and me
I want to be too
What day is this?
Besides the day you left me?
What day is this
Besides the day you went?

So what to do
With the rest of the day's afternoon, hey
Well isn't it strange how we change
Everything we did
Did I do all that I could?

Remember we used to dance
And everyone wanted to be you and me
I want to be too
What day is this?
Besides the day you left baby
What day is this?

stay or leave dave matthews band