history repeats itself.
14 years later, but still.
jump on the rollercoaster, this ride was paid in advance.
Aug 20, 2008
Posted by Gaia at 5:53 PM 0 comments
Aug 16, 2008
takes two to tango

now i send back letters from the wasteland home
where i slow dance to this romance on my own
it may be two to tango, but boy it's one to let go
it's just one to let go
Posted by Gaia at 12:03 AM 0 comments
Aug 10, 2008
shelter
When the sun shines, we’ll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be a friend
Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
Posted by Gaia at 7:30 AM 0 comments
Aug 7, 2008
i leave my bed unmade
i leave my bed unmade
every time i enter the room, someone different is making it
someone who stays for a while
sharing a word
or just a gaze
worth a million discourses
we speak the language of dreams
they come from distant days
wearing clothes weaved with tears
of abandonment and fear
they enter with the breeze of summer days
of a world that doesn't exist
the leftovers of dreamless nights
companions of fearless times
ghosts of long-gone days
they don't stay long (i wonder why)
but after all
they never leave
Posted by Gaia at 7:34 PM 4 comments
Jul 30, 2008
how much for a ride?
spinning carousel returns the same old horse again
ramble on and on, the thoughts that fill my head
sometimes i wake up, there's nothing there but emptiness
so i search myself for what there was to do
cause she was his lover, she was his friend / he was her everything, someone to depend / when she wakes up in the mornin', and all his things are gone / she looks into the mirror, thinkin' what did i do wrong? [...] everyday has its ups and downs, you think you're lost, you will be found / most of us want the same old things, someone to love, what it brings / i know it's hard, it gets tough sometimes, you gotta hold on, like a carousel / going around and around and around and around...
Posted by Gaia at 5:47 PM 0 comments
Jul 15, 2008
Jul 4, 2008
Jul 3, 2008
h2o
cold water, cleaning my wounds
a side parade, with a single balloon
i'm done with this, i'm counting to ten
blue as seas, running to them
i feel like i am watching everything from space
and in a minute i hear my name and i wake
i think the finish line's a good place we could start
take a deep breath, take in all that you could want
Posted by Gaia at 7:47 PM 2 comments
til it runs dry

i never knew the taste of blood till now
it's clear i never should have known
breathing fire was never this much fun
so there's a dark side in us all
Posted by Gaia at 7:13 PM 1 comments
Jun 28, 2008
ohm is where the heart is
I couldn't tell you why she felt that way.
She felt it everyday.
Her feelings she hides. Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind. She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place. She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace. She's all over the place.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
Posted by Gaia at 1:53 PM 1 comments
Jun 25, 2008
20/20
this fountain of regret,
this looking back with twenty-twenty
torturous hindsight
if i knew then what i know now
this mountain of remorse
won’t repeat with my understanding
this wouldn’t have happened
if i knew then what i know now
Posted by Gaia at 1:23 PM 2 comments
Jun 23, 2008
cycles

when i remember bygone days
i think how evening follows morn;
so many i loved were not yet dead,
so many i love where not yet born
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