I'll Be The Spark, You Be The Charred Leaves At My Feet (lets start some fires)

last call for alcohol
it looks like the end for lovers when,
sobers no longer cool
and the Jaeger's never full

i want you off this table
to the floor of my apartment
trust me, I'm better in bed
than this second rate conversation

your voice says no, no
but your body says whoa, whoa
so do you really want
to be caught up in this chorus

when we're back to the verse?

underneath the power lines,
we swore it wouldn't be the last time.
these words are just a line, but this world is ours
and we're singing for another sign

so your soul is slowly swamped
to tell you the truth it's such a turn on
you know, if only you'd let go
and make a move

your voice says no, no
but your body says whoa, whoa
so do you really want
to be caught up in this chorus

when this could be well rehearsed?

message sent.

i never did write you a song, maybe just another point to tick off on my "selfish list"
so for this if you can just imagine the melody, and perhaps imagine that i have the voice to carry this through
then we'll be set and maybe i could score a point or two.
your reflection will be burnt in my review mirror for as long as i still drive,
i would do anything to have you back in the corner of my eye,
smiling in the passenger seat where you belong.
and as long as the smallest of breathes pass through my lungs
i can't give up on you, i won't give up.
i am the "G" and we are the "C" in
"if you just Gave me one last Chance", i'd make it up.
you'll be getting a note every single day we're apart
"i love you Nina Kim Vo, i love you so fucking much."

i want you out of my dreams and back in my life.

VO

I drink imported vodka out of a coffee mug, cause i can never find a glass.
the irony, drinking 'night' out of 'morning' I'm starting to appreciate how people get so mixed up.
but then your the master of that aren't you baby brown-eyed girl who steals the dreams from those who open up their safes for you.
"hands up! and give me all your insides!"
you deal in the priceless, not the cash,
you earn far more than this world could ever hold this way,
you can cash in those souls.
you've collected to buy yourself a nice place in the after life, living in style, while we're all screaming, I'm sure mine will fetch you a tidy profit.
by popular demand heres a line to explain to all a little bit about what's even going on. "left" and I'm not talking about which hand i used to write this with.
man tonic water sucks,
no matter how much cordial you mix with it it just makes you want to cough up blood.
i guess its the tonic water or my heart imploding,
it's not all anger though, i will miss Lego star wars, the "whoa dude's" the smile, god i'll miss the smile.
surely working it out is easier than this.
oh and that "block" button, that I'm beginning to hate.

a 'fresh' start.

i say that as if i was ever "off"
i wasn't, i was let down again.
I'd like to think of myself as someone worth fighting for.
but then:

"you can't have everything you want."
surely you can have whats most important.
i wanted something real, something honest.

far, far, far to much to ask.

i hope you forget to tie your shoes next time you walk all over me.

Febuary is for Kings.

i've never been so excited for a month of music.

Soundwave festival, i didn't think All Time Low would hit Australian shores so soon,
i for one plan to make their stay a memorable one.

The Cab's album.
I've been so excited about this for as long as i have known about them and known Alex, they have been influential in the forming of our band and even in keeping us all on track on one occasion, I'm sure a flood of inspiration will wash over us in the wake of their debut release.

also planning to finally enter the studio with the band, we've worked hard the last six months and we will finally have something we can see and touch something which represents us and all the effort.
it's been a long ride and sure is worth it.

gotta get down to figuring out a title.

looking forward to Feb with open minds and open arms.

can't wait for your film.

so shocked there was nothing left to do but laugh.
but then thats how you like it
thats who we are
'shrugging off' disasters like a tackle on the footy field
life is life's greatest tackle
it knocks you down, and depending on circumstance, the strongest may not even rise.
i'ts safe to say that the stretcher to your last drive proves not only do the good die young,
if this is a dream, mornings light couldn't come soon enough.
a knights tale, the dark knight, you truly were decked out with the shining armor and heart of steel.
our patriot.

rest peacefully Heath for at this very moment the entire country is lost fr words and left with the thought:

"a mother and father should never outlive their son"

Hey. Pretty. Baby.

why do you cry when your crib is complete with enough [removed] to entertain the entire third world for three weeks?