My emotions flow out like sand in an hourglass filling up the past. They’re from a beach full of grains, like a pallet of colors, but this is what i’m left to paint with. I used all of my red to make a beautiful heart – that’s where it all started. And i lost the black and blue painting it to match you, and wiping out all the working parts. I had a rainbow of colors to paint our love, but now it’s just sand through my fingers. I’ll be lucky if i’m left with the grey sky that it was cast against to paint what lingers. I gave you my first times and I gave you my trust, and you just smoldered like a furnace. We were hot enough that all we did was combust, and ashes are all we’re left with. I had a rainbow of colors to paint our love, but now it’s just sand through my fingers. I’ll be lucky if i’m left with the grey sky that it was cast against to paint what lingers. The enormity
of you and me made me colorblind. And now that that we’re through I’m scraping together all that’s left over of the colors i can find. I found a discarded green: the color of your envy. I’ve got white for my spotlight. ‘Cause you were center stage; you stole the applause from my life. And i’ve got just enough left over to paint a four leaf clover. Yeah,
I’ll need all the luck in the world. ‘Cuz i’m standing here drained of all of my color, and my hourglass is shattered – it will never be the same.
Try not to panic, but i just recorded a Trio that will be up in the next thirty minutes. Just breathe deep… it’ll all be okay. Did i mention that i just wrote a new song twenty minutes ago? And to think i was gonna go to Easter dinner…
Things with which you can stay awake at night: Atomica, from the crack addled brains that brought you Bejeweled and Alchemy or Sitcom Character or Dictator … the name pretty much says it all. I’m several repetitions into the Reckoning and Revelling and my teeth feel tired and typing is not quite so easy as it should be, so i’m contemplating sleep. But first i must rise above the ranking of 5000 in Atomica!
And now that week is over, so we’ve got to develop a new theme for this week! Howabout…. hmmm…. howabout making it all about how everything from popular music to hugging goodbye totally crushes me? We could play off the angle where my life is nothing except for what is is in terms of all that stuff that knocks me off my feet, and how i can get stuck on a single thing for hours or days in a totally irrational fashoin. Would that work? (Nearest response i can muster: “What we do every night, Pinky…”)
Wow… that’s a week i won’t soon forget. New romantic interests, bitter ex-girlfriends, new Ani DiFranco albums, stress at work, and slowly but surely becoming famous.